Don Mee Choi’s work is like the sound of the words themselves. As a short-tempered person, I was never used to reading poems more than once. But her poems, no matter how many times I read them, keep getting better and better like seaweed. Her poetry collection DMZ Colony is like a picture book. It’s more of a report than a book of poems, because DMZ stands for the Korean Demilitarized Zone. One of the chapters is an interview with a prisoner of war. Here the words crack with the whip. Blood flows between the words. I am surprised at how much this poetry appeals to me. For this reason, I have prepared a combination of harp, a seemingly beautiful instrument, and heavy chain percussion.