Dirage Of A Closed Night Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Dirage Of A Closed Night



dirge of a closed night
of a closed vesper time
and florid dusk:
there were waters
flowing
flowing a little
high
into the fountain of
the dusk
and in the compressed
eyes of sad
compressed:
you will not go
alone
nor will you go
without me:
let my voice and verse
the dirge terminate
for it be sacred
and
sacred the Voice that chants

Sunday, December 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,earth,nature,night,sleep,towns,weeping
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