{"id":1818,"date":"2013-07-01T05:44:07","date_gmt":"2013-07-01T05:44:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/?p=1818"},"modified":"2017-07-11T21:22:52","modified_gmt":"2017-07-11T21:22:52","slug":"nocturne-sheila-luna","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/nocturne-sheila-luna\/","title":{"rendered":"Nocturne by Sheila Luna"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/moon.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-1819 lazyload\" data-src=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/moon.jpg\" alt=\"moon\" width=\"470\" height=\"262\" data-srcset=\"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/moon.jpg 1305w, https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/moon-300x167.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/07\/moon-1024x572.jpg 1024w\" data-sizes=\"(max-width: 470px) 100vw, 470px\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 470px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 470\/262;\" \/><\/a><\/h1>\n<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\">Nocturne<\/h1>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">by Sheila Luna<\/p>\n<p>Stars shiver in the cobalt sky<br \/>\nMy fingers quiver over the keys<br \/>\nWhen I finally touch them light as lace<br \/>\nIt is like warm sugar in my throat.<\/p>\n<p>Standing by the window, the night<br \/>\nFlutters through your white gown<br \/>\nAnd just for a second, an angel you become.<\/p>\n<p>I hover over a rickety piano as heaven<br \/>\nBreezes through the curtains.<br \/>\nYou tell me my Pleyel will arrive soon<br \/>\nBut the doctors say I am already dead.<\/p>\n<p>The moon that loiters outside my window<br \/>\nReflects olive hills and willow trees<br \/>\nAnd splinters the floor with rivulets of light.<\/p>\n<p>At a monastery in Spain<br \/>\nI grumble and weep over a polonaise<br \/>\nStruggling with shade and rubato and pain<br \/>\nUntil I pass out and you whisk me away.<\/p>\n<p>And yet everything breathes here<br \/>\nLike music the water, sand and clouds<br \/>\nA fantasia of nature, far from the Paris crowds.<\/p>\n<p>Not long ago, you gave me poems and kisses<br \/>\nYou smoked cigars and I played mazurkas in the salon.<br \/>\nYour fingers, once arpeggios of pleasure over my skin<br \/>\nMop my feverish body with rags.<\/p>\n<p>Between refrains I wheeze and cough<br \/>\nMy phlegm is the color borscht.<br \/>\nAnd now I am your child, your little wounded fawn<br \/>\nPale as a pierogi and broken like my chords.<\/p>\n<p>When I die, cut out my heart<br \/>\nPreserve it in vodka and send it to Krakow<br \/>\nSo I can live forever in the dawn.<\/p>\n<p>###<\/p>\n<p>Sheila Luna studied poetry and nonfiction writing at Arizona State University. Her work has appeared in Sotto Voce Magazine and she is currently writing a memoir about her experience living in a remote corner of northwest Montana with a hermit. Besides arranging words and sentences on paper, she loves to arrange musical notes at her piano. She currently lives in her hometown of Scottsdale, Arizona, with her husband, where she enjoys the luxuries of running water and electricity.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sheila Luna studied poetry and nonfiction writing at Arizona State University. 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