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Song to the Moon

Song to the Moon

What do you dream in your azure palace,
ivory insomniac moon?
What do you dream, contemplative moon,
as I bathe in your nacreous gaze?

Tell me the tireless story that gleams
from your luminous late-at-night face.
Tell me the reverie that radiates, white,
and restarts every night, and never concludes. 

Shine for me, pearl satellite.
Shine for me in my long sleepless ache.
Your crystalline beams and breezes unlock
these slow tears and sad melodies of mine.

- May Ziadeh, tr. Rose Demaris