NYU Black Renaissance Noire Fall 2013 - Page 84

By NURDURAN DUMAN Picture At that moment TRANSLATED FROM TURKISH BY ANDREW WESSELS TRANSLATED FROM TURKISH BY ANDREW WESSELS my inside empty frame one split water time past lake I go by holding a moment Another moment My eyes become twilight Faster than light Then… Uncolored end. swan tulle smoke in my face black photograph Without white in love word… this melancholy this word from ash flame scattered from its brush i didn’t burn i have also died. I traverse holding a body Another body My leafhands Soft… Pleasure. I descend holding that skin Another skin My reptile tongue Damp… Salt. 82 The face turns from a blue rose to green Then purple I catch a pain from your eyes read it to my inside “I’ve never had red” Then Buzzz. BRN-FALL-2013.indb 82 9/13/13 12:48 AM