Emmanuel George Cefai Poems

I come every year
or so

rarely
...

Turbines, turbines,
turbines

wheels and cogs and
...

The Belfry of the Laughing Winds
ah! I remember it
How cannot I?
How will not I?
...

Pebbles that Vibrate
Yes. on the saffron
beach, last night
...

The style
A key word let
It
Be
...

The waters resound
As caves and caverns
They reflected them
They have learnt
...

The dreams come
And go
But every one
In manner relative
...

He carried a heavy
Load
A heavy bag
On his ever-bending
...

As long as
The Principle lay in his brain
It was unwritten
...