ํ˜„์žฌ๊ฐ€ ์—†๋Š”
์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋“ค์—๊ฒŒTo Those Without a Present

์–ด์ œ๋Š” ์•„์ง ์•„ํ”„๊ณ , ๋‚ด์ผ์€ ์•„์ง ์˜ค์ง€ ์•Š์•˜๋Š”๋ฐ
์ •์ž‘ ์ง€๊ธˆ ์„œ ์žˆ๋Š” ํ˜„์žฌ๊ฐ€ ํ…… ๋น„์–ด๋ฒ„๋ฆฐ ๋‚ .
๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ๋‚ ์„ ์œ„ํ•ด.Yesterday still aches, and tomorrow hasnโ€™t come.
Yet the present youโ€™re standing in has gone hollow.
For days like that.

Three Chapters

์šฐ์šธํ•œ ์–ด์ œ
ํฌ๋ง์ธ ๋‚ด์ผ
ํ…… ๋นˆ ์˜ค๋Š˜A sorrowful yesterday, a hopeful tomorrow, an empty today

๊ณผ๊ฑฐ ํ˜„์žฌ ๋ฏธ๋ž˜
๋น›์ด ์กฐ๊ธˆ์”ฉ ๋“ค์–ด์˜ค๊ฒ ์ฃ ?..Past, present, future.
The light will return, little by little.
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๊ณผ๊ฑฐ ยท Past

์šฐ์šธSorrow

์šฐ๋ฆฌ๋Š” ์–ด๋‘์šด ์ž๋ฆฌ์— ๊ทธ๋ƒฅ ์•‰์•„,
์•„๋ฌด๊ฒƒ๋„ ์•„๋‹Œ ์ฒ™ ํ•ฉ๋‹ˆ๋‹ค.We just sit in the dark and pretend itโ€™s nothing.

์˜ˆ์ „์—” ์ข‹์€ ์ผ์ด ์ƒ๊ธฐ๊ธธ ๋ฐ”๋ž๋Š”๋ฐ
์š”์ฆ˜์€ ๊ทธ์ € ์•„๋ฌด ์ผ๋„ ์—†๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๋ฐ”๋ž€๋‹ค

I used to wish for good things to happen
now I only wish for nothing at all

Antes deseaba que pasaran cosas buenas, ahora solo deseo que no pase nada

02 / 03
ํ˜„์žฌ ยท Present

ํ˜„์žฌ๋Š” ์—†๋‹คThere is no present

๊ฐ€์šด๋ฐ ํ•œ ์žฅ์€ ๋น„์›Œ๋’€์–ด์š”.
๋‹น์‹ ์ด ์ง์ ‘ ์ฑ„์šธ ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋Š” ํ•˜๋ฃจ๊ฐ€ ๋˜๊ธฐ๋ฅผ..The middle page is left blank.
May it become a day you fill yourself.

๊ณผ๊ฑฐ์™€ ๋ฏธ๋ž˜ ์‚ฌ์ด,
์˜ค๋Š˜ ํ•˜๋ฃจ๋ฅผ ๋น„์›Œ ๋‹น์‹ ๊ป˜ ๋‘˜๊ฒŒ์š”

The present is also a gift
I couldnโ€™t write it for you, so I left it empty

03 / 03
๋ฏธ๋ž˜ ยท Future

์œ„๋กœComfort

๋ฌด์–ธ๊ฐ€ ๋‚˜์•„์ง€๊ฒŒ ํ•˜์ง„ ๋ชปํ•ด๋„, ์ถ”์œ„๊ฐ€ ํ•œ ๋ผ˜ ๊ฑทํž ๋•Œ๊นŒ์ง€ ๊ณ์— ์žˆ์„๊ฒŒ์š”.I canโ€™t make anything better, but Iโ€™ll stay beside you until the cold lifts a little.

๋„ˆ๋ฌด ๋ฉ€์–ด ๋‹ฟ์ง€ ์•Š๋Š” ํ–‰๋ณต์€ ์ด์ œ ๋‚ด๋ ค๋†“๊ณ 
์ž‘์€ ํ‰์˜จ์ด๋ผ๋„ ์ฐพ์•„๋ณด๋ ค ํ•ฉ๋‹ˆ๋‹ค

Setting down a happiness too far to reach
trying instead to find a little peace

Suelto una felicidad demasiado lejana y en su lugar intento encontrar un poco de paz

Inside

๋ฏธ๋ฆฌ ๋ณด๊ธฐA look inside

์–ด๋‘์šด ์ฒซ ์žฅ๋ถ€ํ„ฐ ์ƒ‰์ด ๋Œ์•„์˜ค๋Š” ๋งˆ์ง€๋ง‰ ์žฅ๊นŒ์ง€, ๋ช‡ ์žฅ ํŽผ์ณ๋‘˜๊ฒŒ์š”.A few pages laid open,
from the dark opening to where the color returns.
๊ณผ๊ฑฐ ์ฑ•ํ„ฐ ๋‚ด์ง€ / Past chapter pagePast ๊ณผ๊ฑฐ ์ฑ•ํ„ฐ ๋‚ด์ง€ / Past chapter pagePast ๋ฏธ๋ž˜ ์ฑ•ํ„ฐ ๋‚ด์ง€ / Future chapter pageFuture ๋ฏธ๋ž˜ ์ฑ•ํ„ฐ ๋‚ด์ง€ / Future chapter pageFuture
์ž‘๊ฐ€ ์นœํ•„, ํ˜„์žฌ ํŽ˜์ด์ง€ / The authorโ€™s handwritten present page

ํ™œ์ž๊ฐ€ ์•„๋‹ˆ๋ผ, ์†์œผ๋กœ.๋‹จ ํ•œ ์žฅ, ์ž‘๊ฐ€๊ฐ€ ์ง์ ‘ ๋ˆŒ๋Ÿฌ์“ด ํŽ˜์ด์ง€.Not in type, but by hand.
One page, pressed out by the authorโ€™s own hand.

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138๊ฐœ์˜ ๋ฆฌ๋ทฐ ยท ์ฝ์€ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋“ค์˜ ๋ฐค138 reviews ยท nights of those who read

โ€œ์ƒˆ๋ฒฝ ์„ธ ์‹œ์— ์—ด์—ˆ๋‹ค๊ฐ€
๊ฒฐ๊ตญ ์šธ์—ˆ์–ด์š”.โ€

โ€œI opened it at three in the morning, and ended up crying.โ€

๊น€*์—ฐ ยท ์Šค๋งˆํŠธ์Šคํ† ์–ด ๊ตฌ๋งค ยท Verified reader
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์‚ฌ์‹ค ์‹œ์ง‘์„ ์ž˜ ์•ˆ ์ฝ๋Š” ํŽธ์ธ๋ฐ, ์šฐ์—ฐํžˆ ์ธ์Šคํƒ€์—์„œ ํ•œ ๊ตฌ์ ˆ ๋ณด๊ณ  ํ™€๋ฆฐ ๋“ฏ์ด ๊ฒฐ์ œํ–ˆ์–ด์š”. ๋นˆ ํŽ˜์ด์ง€ ํ•œ ์žฅ์ด ๋‚˜์˜จ๋‹ค๊ธธ๋ž˜ ๋ญ์ง€ ์‹ถ์—ˆ๋Š”๋ฐ, ๋ง‰์ƒ ๊ทธ ์žฅ์„ ํŽผ์น˜๊ณ  ๋‚˜์„œ ํ•œ์ฐธ์„ ๋ฉํ•˜๋‹ˆ ์žˆ์—ˆ์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. ๊ฑฐ๊ธฐ์— ์ œ ์˜ค๋Š˜์„ ์ ์—ˆ์–ด์š”. ๋ˆ„๊ฐ€ ๋Œ€์‹  ์จ์ฃผ์ง€ ์•Š์•„์„œ ์˜คํžˆ๋ ค ๋” ์œ„๋กœ๊ฐ€ ๋˜๋Š”, ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ์ด์ƒํ•œ ๊ฒฝํ—˜์ด์—ˆ์–ด์š”โ€ฆ

I donโ€™t usually read poetry, but I saw one line on Instagram and bought it as if spellbound. I wondered what the โ€œblank pageโ€ was about, but once I opened it I just sat there, blank, for a long while. I wrote my own today onto it. Strangely, it comforted me more because no one wrote it for meโ€ฆ

ใ…‡*ใ…‡Gumroad
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3๊ฐœ ๊ตญ์–ด๋กœ ๋˜์–ด ์žˆ์–ด์„œ ์›Œํ™€ ๊ฐ€ ์žˆ๋Š” ๋™์ƒํ•œํ…Œ ์„ ๋ฌผ๋กœ ๋ณด๋ƒˆ์–ด์š”. ํ•œ๊ตญ์–ด๋ฅผ ๊ฑฐ์˜ ์žŠ์€ ์• ์ธ๋ฐ, ์˜์–ด๋ž‘ ์ŠคํŽ˜์ธ์–ด๋กœ ๊ฐ™์ด ์ฝ์œผ๋ฉด์„œ ๋˜‘๊ฐ™์€ ๊ตฌ์ ˆ์—์„œ ์šธ์—ˆ๋‹ค๊ณ  ์—ฐ๋ฝ์ด ์™”๋”๋ผ๊ณ ์š”. ์–ธ์–ด๊ฐ€ ๋‹ฌ๋ผ๋„ ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ์›€์€ ๋˜‘๊ฐ™์ด ์ฝํžˆ๋‚˜ ๋ด์š”. ๋ฉ€๋ฆฌ ์žˆ๋Š” ์‚ฌ๋žŒํ•œํ…Œ ๋งˆ์Œ ์ „ํ•˜๊ธฐ ์ข‹์€ ์ฑ…์ด์—์š”โ€ฆ

Itโ€™s in three languages, so I sent it to my younger sibling on a working holiday abroad. Theyโ€™ve nearly forgotten Korean, but reading along in English and Spanish they cried at the very same lines. Longing seems to read the same in any language. A lovely book for reaching someone far awayโ€ฆ

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์œ„๋กœ๋ž์‹œ๊ณ  ์–ต์ง€๋กœ ๋ฐ์€ ๋ง ํ•˜๋Š” ์ฑ…๋“ค ๋ณ„๋กœ ์•ˆ ์ข‹์•„ํ•˜๋Š”๋ฐ, ์ด๊ฑด ๊ทธ๋Ÿฌ์ง€ ์•Š์•„์„œ ์ข‹์•˜์–ด์š”. ๊ณ ์ณ์ฃผ๋ ค ๋“ค์ง€ ์•Š๊ณ , ํž˜๋‚ด๋ผ๊ณ  ํ•˜์ง€๋„ ์•Š๊ณ , ๊ทธ๋ƒฅ ์˜†์— ์กฐ์šฉํžˆ ์•‰์•„ ์žˆ์–ด์ฃผ๋Š” ๋А๋‚Œ. ๋”ฑ ๊ทธ๊ฒŒ ํ•„์š”ํ•œ ๋‚ ๋“ค์ด ์žˆ์ž–์•„์š”. ๋ณ„ ํ•˜๋‚˜ ๋บ€ ๊ฑด ์ˆœ์ „ํžˆ ๋” ๋‘๊บผ์› ์œผ๋ฉด ํ•˜๋Š” ์š•์‹ฌ ๋•Œ๋ฌธโ€ฆ

I donโ€™t love books that force cheerful words in the name of comfort, but this one doesnโ€™t. It doesnโ€™t try to fix you or tell you to cheer up; it just sits quietly beside you. Some days thatโ€™s exactly what you need. The one star off is purely because I wished it were thickerโ€ฆ

๋ฐ•*์€์Šค๋งˆํŠธ์Šคํ† ์–ด
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์‚ฌ์ง„์ด๋ž‘ ์‹œ๊ฐ€ ๋”ฐ๋กœ ๋…ธ๋Š” ์‹œ์ง‘์ด ์ •๋ง ๋งŽ์€๋ฐ, ์ด๊ฑด ํ•œ ์žฅ ํ•œ ์žฅ์ด ํ•˜๋‚˜์˜ ์žฅ๋ฉด์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ ๋ถ™์–ด ์žˆ์–ด์š”. ๊ณผ๊ฑฐ ์ฑ•ํ„ฐ์˜ ํ๋ฆฟํ•œ ๊ทธ๋ฆผ๋“ค์ด ๋ฏธ๋ž˜๋กœ ๊ฐˆ์ˆ˜๋ก ์ ์  ์ƒ‰์ด ๋Œ์•„์˜ค๋Š” ๊ตฌ์„ฑ๋„ ์ธ์ƒ์ ์ด์—ˆ๊ณ ์š”. ํ™”๋ฉด์œผ๋กœ ๋ด๋„ ์ด๋Ÿฐ๋ฐ ์ธ์‡„๋ณธ์ด ์—†๋Š” ๊ฒŒ ์•„์‰ฌ์šธ ์ •๋„์˜ˆ์š”โ€ฆ

In so many collections the photos and poems drift apart, but here each page holds together as one scene. The way the blurred images of the past chapter slowly regain their color toward the future stayed with me. Itโ€™s this good even on a screen; I almost wish there were a print editionโ€ฆ

์‹œ์ฝ๋Š”์‚ฌ๋žŒํ…€๋ธ”๋ฒ…
โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…

์šฐ์šธ์ด ์˜ฌ๋ผ์˜ค๋Š” ๋‚ ์—” ์ฒ˜๋ฐฉ์ „์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ ์•„๋ฌด ๋ฐ๋‚˜ ํŽผ์ณ์„œ ๋”ฑ ํ•œ ํŽธ๋งŒ ์ฝ์–ด์š”. ์ด์ƒํ•˜๊ฒŒ ํ•œ ํŽธ์ด๋ฉด ์ถฉ๋ถ„ํ•˜๋”๋ผ๊ณ ์š”. PDF๋ผ ๋Š˜ ํฐ์— ๋“ค์–ด ์žˆ์–ด์„œ, ์ถœ๊ทผ๊ธธ ์ง€ํ•˜์ฒ ์—์„œ๋„ ๋ชฐ๋ž˜ ๊บผ๋‚ด ๋ด…๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. ์ด ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ์— ์ด ์ •๋„ ์œ„๋กœ๋ฉด ์ง„์‹ฌ ๋‚จ๋Š” ์žฅ์‚ฌโ€ฆ

On days the gloom rises, I open it anywhere like a prescription and read just one poem. Oddly, one is enough. Being a PDF itโ€™s always on my phone, so I sneak a look on the morning train too. This much comfort for this price is honestly a stealโ€ฆ

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์นœ๊ตฌ๊ฐ€ ์„ ๋ฌผํ•ด์คฌ๋Š”๋ฐ, ์ฝ๋Š” ๋‚ด๋‚ด ์ œ ์ด์•ผ๊ธด ์ค„ ์•Œ์•˜์–ด์š”. ํŠนํžˆ โ€˜์˜ˆ์ „์—” ์ข‹์€ ์ผ์ด ์ƒ๊ธฐ๊ธธ ๋ฐ”๋ž๋Š”๋ฐ ์š”์ฆ˜์€ ๊ทธ์ € ์•„๋ฌด ์ผ๋„ ์—†๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๋ฐ”๋ž€๋‹คโ€™๋Š” ๊ตฌ์ ˆ์—์„œ ํ•œ์ฐธ์„ ๋ฉˆ์ท„๋„ค์š”. ์–ด๋–ป๊ฒŒ ์ด๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ๋‚จ์˜ ๋งˆ์Œ์„ ์ •ํ™•ํžˆ ์•Œ๊นŒ ์‹ถ์–ด์„œ ์กฐ๊ธˆ ๋ฌด์„ญ๊ธฐ๋„ ํ•˜๊ณ , ๋งŽ์ด ๊ณ ๋ง™๊ธฐ๋„ ํ•˜๊ณ โ€ฆ

A friend gifted it, and the whole way through I thought it was my own story. I stopped for a long time at โ€œI used to wish for good things; now I only wish for nothing at all.โ€ A little frightening how precisely it knows a strangerโ€™s heart, and Iโ€™m deeply grateful for itโ€ฆ

์ด*ํ˜ธ์Šค๋งˆํŠธ์Šคํ† ์–ด
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์ง€ํ•˜์ฒ ์—์„œ ์ฝ๋‹ค๊ฐ€ ๋ชฐ๋ž˜ ๋ˆˆ๋ฌผ ํ›”์นœ ๊ฒŒ ํ•œ๋‘ ๋ฒˆ์ด ์•„๋‹ˆ์—์š”. ์Šฌํ”ˆ๋ฐ ์ด์ƒํ•˜๊ฒŒ ๊ฐ€๋ผ์•‰์ง€ ์•Š๊ณ  ์˜คํžˆ๋ ค ๋‹ค๋…์—ฌ์ง€๋Š” ๋А๋‚Œ์ด๋ผ, ์š”์ฆ˜์€ ์ž  ์•ˆ ์˜ค๋Š” ๋ฐค๋งˆ๋‹ค ํ•œ ์ฑ•ํ„ฐ์”ฉ ๋„˜๊ฒจ ๋ด…๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. ๋ฐค์— ์ฝ๊ธฐ ์ •๋ง ์ข‹์€ ์ฑ…โ€ฆ

More than once Iโ€™ve quietly wiped away tears reading on the subway. Itโ€™s sad, yet somehow it doesnโ€™t drag you down; it soothes. Lately I turn a chapter each sleepless night. Truly a good book to read at nightโ€ฆ

์ต๋ช…์Šค๋งˆํŠธ์Šคํ† ์–ด
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๊ณผ๊ฑฐยทํ˜„์žฌยท๋ฏธ๋ž˜๋กœ ์ด์–ด์ง€๋Š” ๊ตฌ์„ฑ์ด ์ง„์งœ ์ข‹์•„์š”. ์–ด๋‘์šด ์‹œ๋“ค์„ ์ง€๋‚˜ ๋ฏธ๋ž˜ ์ฑ•ํ„ฐ๋กœ ๋„˜์–ด๊ฐˆ ๋•Œ, ํŽ˜์ด์ง€ ์ƒ‰์ด ๋ฐ์•„์ง€๋ฉด์„œ ๋งˆ์Œ๋„ ๊ฐ™์ด ์กฐ๊ธˆ ํŽด์ง€๋Š” ๊ธฐ๋ถ„์ด ๋“ค๋”๋ผ๊ณ ์š”. ์šฐ์šธ์—์„œ ๊ณง์žฅ ํฌ๋ง์œผ๋กœ ๊ฑด๋„ˆ๋›ฐ์ง€ ์•Š๊ณ  ์ฒœ์ฒœํžˆ ๋ฐ๋ ค๊ฐ€ ์ค˜์„œ ๋” ๋ฏฟ์Œ์ด ๊ฐ”์–ด์š”โ€ฆ

I love how it moves through past, present, and future. Passing the dark poems into the future chapter, the pages brighten and something in me eases a little too. It doesnโ€™t leap straight from gloom to hope; it takes you there slowly, and that earned my trustโ€ฆ

์ตœ*๋ผํ…€๋ธ”๋ฒ…
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โ€˜๋‹ค์Œ ์ƒ์—” ๋„ˆ๋กœ ํƒœ์–ด๋‚˜์„œ ์ด๋ฒˆ ์ƒ์˜ ๋‚˜๋ฅผ ์‹ค์ปท ์‚ฌ๋ž‘ํ•ด์ค˜์•ผ์ง€โ€™, ์ด ํ•œ ๋ฌธ์žฅ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์— ์ƒ€๊ณ , ์ด ํ•œ ๋ฌธ์žฅ์œผ๋กœ ๊ฐ’์–ด์น˜๋Š” ์ด๋ฏธ ๋‹ค ํ–ˆ์–ด์š”. ๋‚˜๋จธ์ง€๋Š” ์ „๋ถ€ ๋ค. ํž˜๋“  ์‹œ๊ธฐ ์ง€๋‚˜๋Š” ์‚ฌ๋žŒํ•œํ…Œ ์กฐ์šฉํžˆ ๊ฑด๋„ค๊ธฐ ๋”ฑ ์ข‹์€ ์„ ๋ฌผ์ด์—์š”โ€ฆ

โ€œNext life Iโ€™ll be born as you, so I can love this lifeโ€™s me to the fullest.โ€ I bought it for this one line, and this one line already paid for it. Everything else is a bonus. A perfect gift to quietly hand someone going through a hard timeโ€ฆ

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์—ฐ๋ง์— ๋งˆ์Œ ์“ฐ์ด๋Š” ์ง€์ธ๋“คํ•œํ…Œ ํ•˜๋‚˜์”ฉ ๋Œ๋ ธ์–ด์š”. ๋น„์‹ผ ์„ ๋ฌผ์€ ๋ถ€๋‹ด์Šค๋Ÿฌ์›Œํ•˜๋Š” ์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋“ค์ธ๋ฐ, ์ด๊ฑด ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ์€ ๋ถ€๋‹ด ์—†์œผ๋ฉด์„œ ๋งˆ์Œ์€ ํ™•์‹คํžˆ ์ „ํ•ด์ง€๋”๋ผ๊ณ ์š”. ๋ฐ›์€ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋งˆ๋‹ค โ€˜์ด๊ฑฐ ์–ด๋””์„œ ์ƒ€๋ƒโ€™๊ณ  ๋‹ค์‹œ ๋ฌผ์–ด๋ด์„œ ๊ฒฐ๊ตญ ๋งํฌ๋ฅผ ๋ช‡ ๋ฒˆ์ด๋‚˜ ๋ณด๋ƒˆ๋Š”์ง€ ๋ชฐ๋ผ์š”โ€ฆ

At yearโ€™s end I gave one to each person on my mind. They find pricey gifts burdensome, but this is easy on the wallet while the feeling still lands. Everyone who got it asked โ€œwhere did you buy this?โ€ and Iโ€™ve lost count of how many times I resent the linkโ€ฆ

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์˜ค๋Š˜์ด ๋งŽ์ด ์–ด๋‘์šด ๋ถ„๊ป˜.
์ด ์ฑ…์€ ์ ˆ๋ง์„ ๋ถ€์ถ”๊ธฐ์ง€ ์•Š์•„์š”. ๊ทธ์ € ๊ณ์— ์žˆ์œผ๋ ค ํ•ฉ๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. For those whose today is very dark.
This book wonโ€™t deepen despair; it only means to stay beside you.