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About Me

Ishle Yi Park (Issil) is a soul like you. Who likes to dream, sing, write, dance, play guitar, and read. Her name means morning dew in Corean. She thinks it's hilarious to talk in the third person. We are all the same inside, reaching for light in times of darkness. Last night, a crescent moon shone like a cowhorn in the sky. Swallowed by blueclouds. Lovely. Sweet dreams.

My Interests

Music:

Member Since: 4/3/2006
Band Website: ishle.com
Influences: Jack Johnson, Bob Dylan, Bob Marley, Lauryn, Aretha, Ben Harper, Nas, Black Star, Mary J. Blidge, Sade, Norah Jones, Jill Scott, D'Angelo, Natalie Merchant, James Taylor, Samulnori, Joni Mitchell, Leonard Cohen, Billie Holiday, Mos Def, Talib Kweli, Ruben Blades, La India, Fania All Stars, Tony Vega, Victor Manuelle, Jerry Rivera, Frankie Ruiz, Buena Vista, Ozomatli, Bon Jovi, Skid Row, Guns n' Roses, Donny Hathaway, Sigur Ros, Nina Simone, Sam Cooke, Denizen Kane, Taiyo, my mother, father, kunemo, my 5th grade piano teacher, etc.
Sounds Like: the *ish* (haha)
Record Label: Issilah Productions
Type of Label: Indie

My Blog

amulet

Wear this poem round your necklike an amber amulet, young soldier. Tuck it in yourback pocket like a worn love note.Fold it inside your ribs.Inhale it like plumeria, drink it like plum wine. You, boyc...
Posted by issil on Thu, 09 Oct 2008 08:49:00 PST

geobiography

Geo~biography*My name is Ishle Yi Park. Issil in Corean means morning dew. My father named me Issil because it is a pure Corean name ~ part of a movement in the '70s to name children pure Corean names...
Posted by issil on Tue, 09 Sep 2008 03:04:00 PST

blessed day

peace. some days are lovely from sunup to sundown. thank you universe. thank you god. thank you akua. thank you sea. thank you waves. thank you butta. stood up on my surfboard today. a song spilled ou...
Posted by issil on Mon, 22 Sep 2008 02:47:00 PST

gold hoop sonnet

Gold Hoop Sonnet by Ishle One day she will be brave enoughto venture away from those typical gold hoops,from parroting her mean friend's laughter, or sitting on the stoopfor hours, trying to look ha...
Posted by issil on Tue, 04 Apr 2006 02:49:00 PST

Khuja Lounge

Last night. A cool hip-hop/soul club in a 4th floor walk-up with decadent old-world marble steps leading into a dark red lounge with velvety armchairs and hot Asian boys with eyeliner as bartenders. H...
Posted by issil on Sun, 19 Nov 2006 05:24:00 PST

Promise

yes. I will fly again.and pray ask for Life & ask for Mercy& clap soft when wheels kiss the runway& think of my uma, apa, and sunwoo, amen & wonder: how many turbaned sikhs harassed today?was my mas...
Posted by issil on Tue, 12 Sep 2006 12:00:00 PST

the art of happiness

The Art of Happiness So Im sittin in the kitchenReading The Art of Happiness By the Dalai LamaLums playin the guitarAnd kissin me tween Cookin two-minute ramen And he said ~ oh, Youre so teary-eyed,An...
Posted by issil on Mon, 28 Aug 2006 08:10:00 PST