Baejaboo

(admiration of a white vase of the Joseon dynasty)

a faithful green even in sharp frost and drifted snow

bent branches swirling wind in pines

a couple  white cranes  alight and furled their wings

when my love came long awaited

that day the wind bell hanging high on a beam

the fish clapper clanged and clanged

served rice wine brewed under a flowering tree in a white vase

weed of endless life sprouted in the cleavage of slanted rocks

glowing clouds sliding quietly by and the stream murmuring gliding to

a dear leaping in the wood

baked in fire porcelain skin like ice

even one speck of dust would be a flaw

those honest days lost in clay

This is a poem describing a white vases of the Joseon Dynasty in the 18 century.

Anna Maria Pacetti, a ceramist in Albisola made 12 vases of the Joseon Dynasty style after reading this poem and a Korean legend of a vase.