Emmanuel George Cefai Poems

Below
Below
And the throat burns
And the throat pains
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‘Non-rational, ' said the Monsignor hearing the singing
‘O' said I with impulsivity
‘Ay! .' And then thoughts flashed
‘Non rational be only relative'
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Now so indented
In pain I dwell
I live
Contented.
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Hands firm on the pulse
I am a Poet-Seer and thus my duty:
Aid me if you will
Come carry some weight with me
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Face angled
Looking as through a frame
As yet no beard
But next night
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Beard
Pointed
Pyramid
Pointing
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Not thirst of lack of
Drinking
But thirst wild
And deep
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Give me your pages
That on them I may write my works
Transmit them to the people
Here, there, everywhere,
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Night
Of
Whispering
Clouds
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Muse
Give me no status
But give me not oblivion
The same
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