The moon is naked.
The wind has undressed the moon.
The wind has blown all the cloud-garments
Off the body of the moon
And now she’s naked,
Stark naked.
Langston Hughes (1902 – 1967), excerpt from March Moon in Selected Poems
The moon is naked.
The wind has undressed the moon.
The wind has blown all the cloud-garments
Off the body of the moon
And now she’s naked,
Stark naked.
Langston Hughes (1902 – 1967), excerpt from March Moon in Selected Poems