Emmanuel George Cefai Poems

To be a nightingale on the
Boughs
To be tempest on the fields
To be lightning on the roads
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Verses
Of bones made
To dust returning
Choosing
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‘Light! Light!
Shouted the multitude
Look at the mountain
Expected the thunder.
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Full covered
With hair as the
Sheep
I
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A walking
A walking
Bone
Walking
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In the tunnel
Of the drear of life
A voice
Suddenly shouted
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round and round
the sylphs of time
they go
restless and
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leviathan of sound
stretched long and
in afternoon
lazing:
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dews
dews
dropping in the
afternoon sadness
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of snow statistics
word for herbs
the waters of discord
and the round sows
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