But Ah! The Hours Fly Though Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

But Ah! The Hours Fly Though



But ah! The hours fly though
Danced they slow:
The measured paces served not
To delay the motion of Time:
And soon
One called – it was the Voice –
That spoke in to a nasal microphone –
‘Look the Dawn within the hour
Will on the shore pebbles be
Treading: prepare you
To Vanish in the airs and Vapors Blue
Whence in the night’s beginning came you.’

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