Nur Akkurt

For Langston Hughes: a response to “March Moon”

My nakedness is dazzling,

It’s really quite divine,

My light is like a smooth caress

With which you intertwine.

To blush would be such foolishness,

In this I have no doubt.

My curved physique will do no harm,

What’s all the fuss about?

The clouds are my apprentices,

I hold them all quite dear,

They wrap themselves around my waist,

A daunting veil so sheer.

I cast a light upon the seas,

My beauty knows no bounds.

My presence is mysterious,

But also quite profound.


With an opalescent brilliance

And a silhouette so fair

I gaze upon your lonely planet,

At no time do I glare.

I soothe your young with silent songs

and wondrous lullabies,

I heal the wounds and mend the cuts

That come with strife and lies.

Revoke your hurtful words,

Put your prejudice aside.

The only thing I wish to do

Is grace the eveningtide.


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