The Unlimited Moon

by Uğur Olgar

The unlimited moon shines brightest on aged faces

binding its celestial belt to the wrinkles on the forehead

while the skirts of darkness ignite in the white night

Then we imagine northern flowers in the south

A murderous man comes, gathers all the clouds, and leaves

without looking at the bloody tail behind him

While we wonder if it's a real glimmer

that girl has long since mingled with the wind and rain

The moon is limitless, new maps are drawn in the windows it occupies

frost and blizzards ravage the places abandoned by love

Then we become fish out of water in a southern river

Ah, it was a ship, we couldn't sail it, there were no couples inside

we couldn't settle it without breaking apart on all the peaks in the mountains

And there were delayed silences, always noisy

the worms in our wounds, the lice in our hair, that's how it was…

Then, when the fog descends on the afternoons, our game of blind man's bluff begins

the moon catches everyone, rags He doesn't let us close our eyes.

Much later, we find a neighboring cliff and fall...