XXXII Международный конгресс ИИСАА. 26–28 апреля 2023 г.

652 XXXII Международный Конгресс по источниковедению и историографии стран Азии и Африки Секция XVI main thing is that the village was destroyed. Except for one sauce pot, everything was reduced to a pile of ashes. Jugs left in the middle ofAdiba’s ash heap, and the surrounding silence makes this place look like a cemetery. A person who has forgotten or forgiven this situation wonders if he deserves this name. They stop at a ramshackle house on the outskirts of the village. Then, out of boredom, the main character starts wandering around the piles of ashes: « 장독대 옆에서 있는 바짝 마른 나뭇가지에서 꽃망울이 부푸는 것을 보았다. 목 련나무였다. 아직은 단단한 겉껍질이 부드 러워 보일 정도의 변화였지만 이 나무가 봄기운만 느 꼈다 하면 얼마나 걷잡을 수 없이 부풀어 오르리라는 걸 알고 있었다. 그 미친 듯한 개화를 보지 않아도 본 듯하면서 나도 모르게 어머, 얘가 미쳤나 봐, 하는 비 명이 새어나왔다. 그러나 실은 나무를 의인화한 게 아 니라 내가 나무가 된 거였 다. 내가 나무가 되어 긴긴 겨울잠에서 눈뜨면서 바라본, 너무나 참혹한 인간이 저지 른 미친 짓에 대한 경악의 소리였다 » 1 . «I saw that the dry branches of the tree near the place where the sauce jugs stood were beginning to sprout. It was a magnolia tree. The still hard bark had softened to the point where it looked soft, but I knew that if this tree felt the spring mood, it would produce countless buds... «wow this looks crazy» I exclaimed. Frankly, I didn’t think of the tree as a person, on the contrary, I had become a tree. It was a fearful voice when I turned into a tree and awoke from my long winter’s sleep and saw the foolish act of a cruel human being». Here, the poet recalls the road incidents during his escape. When they were fleeing, they traveled only at night, during the day they could not travel due to various explosions and bombings. Even when they were walking in the dark, guards were always standing on the road and checking their ID cards. In this situation, every fugitive thought that no one would notice that the front line had passed before dawn in the house where he had stopped for the night. They dreamed that the dawn would come and welcome a peaceful, changed world. On their way home, they see a blooming magnolia tree filling a yard. He thought that the white magnolia tree rarely blooms. The magnolia, which had been blooming white for a long time in the abandoned house, seemed to be emitting a white mist from itself: « 잡기라고는 하나도 안 섞인 순수한 백색이면서 그렇게 처절한 백색은 처음이었 다. 백색의 맨 밑바닥 같기도 하고 극에 달한 절정 같기도 했다. 북으로 피난 가면서 폐허 가 다 된 마을에서 막 부풀기 시작한 목련 꽃 봉오리를 보고 외친 미쳤어! 소리 가 또 나오 려고 했다. 이번엔 광기에 대한 겁먹음이었다 » 2 . «It was white, it was the first time I saw such a scary white color. White seemed to have peaked. I wanted to scream «she’s crazy!» as I did when I saw a sprouting magnolia sprout in a completely ruined village when I was fleeing to the north. This time it was more scary than crazy». 1 박완서 . 그산이정말거기있었을까 . ( 주 ) 도서출판세계사 , 2012. 144–145 쪽 . 2 박완서 . 그산이정말거기있었을까 . ( 주 ) 도서출판세계사 , 2012. 177 쪽 .