An elementary school teacher writing in the recent Kyeongyang magazine introduces the readers to an American Indian calendar. Indians lived very close to nature and she offers the calendar as a way to experience surroundings instead of just a series of numbers.
January- a month in which we remain deep in thought/ difficult to accept the cold/ a month in which branches break from the weight of the snow/ the sun lacks the strength to melt snow/ where the wind scatters the snow hither and thither.
February-a month to walk alone/ return of the wild geese/ blowing of the wind: harbinger of future flowers/ lack of food makes the bones tingle/ purification of both body and spirit/ frost shines with the light of the sun/ we grow older/ a slow month.
March- a month that energizes the heart/ a month, always the same/ water flows into the reservoirs/ strong winds sweep away the dead branches and we have new buds/ the whispering wind is present/ baby spring is here.
April- the month we feel the joy of life/ sleeping with seeds by the bed/ nature again receives life/ weather becomes warmer/ leaves begins to give their greeting.
May- waiting month/ remembering the dead/ laziness creeps in/ big leaf month.
June- the month that brings change/ weather becomes warmer/ without a word we gaze on the spider webs/ a month of talk.
July-The month we can't just stay in the tent doing nothing/ gaze at the shine of the fruit/ branches begin to break because of fruit.
August- the month in which we forget all/ filled with joy / we see the silver waves of corn before us/ all is ripening/ leaves are beginning to lose their luster.
September- gathering month/ the spirit is high/ grass is dry/ end of the fruit/ leaves begin to fall.
October- wait for me until I come back in a month/ changes are made/ big wind/ poverty begins to appear/ mountains appear on fire.
November- a good time for walks/ not everything is disappearing/ water becomes dark within the leaves/ time of gathering.
December- another month in a new world/ silence/ non-possessing month/ everything begins to freeze/ branches begin to break/ first snow/ the sun leaves its spot in the South to move on its journey to the North.
We have in this survey according to the author both poetry and philosophy.
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