Belly Dancer

by nouriguess   Apr 4, 2020


all eyes were on
that sorceress wearing
golden jewels scattered on
a brick-red satin skirt
that rustled over
golden skin adorned with
intertwined brick-red
henna tattoos,

all hearts followed the rattling
shawl wrapped around her waist,
the drop of sweat sinking into
her belly button,
the musical notes escaping
the lute and clutching at
her rebellious hips,

her body undulated
gracefully, when the ney began
its monologue, and
the wooden floor under
her bare feet started growing
camellias

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  • 4 years ago

    by D.

    Did you know that camellias symbolise different things based on their colours? :) I'm definitely curious about your choice of flower!

    This is different for you Noura, and I certainly don't mean that a negative. The beauty comes from the rich repertoire of language at your disposal, and its effortlessness. One comment would be to replace one of your two uses of 'golden' in the first stanza though!

    I love Ney music...and the last stanza is certainly the centrepiece. Well written as ever Noura.

    • 4 years ago

      by nouriguess

      Danny! Thanks for the comment. Yes, I never wrote about it, but I do love to belly dance. It's a beautiful kind of art.

      Camellias symbolize passion. That was my intention at least when I used it. Red camellias, I guess?

      The repetition of "golden" and "brick-red" was intentional as well. These two colors symbolize love, lust, vividity, confidence, for me.

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