Forges Of Spells Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Forges Of Spells



Hidden
Somewhere near the

Groups of the Nine Hills
Or below the Nine Hills
The forges of spell
Operate underground.

In their vast chambers
Immense
They make sounds
High and low
Pumping

But
In the weald
And on the hills
There's silence
Reigning.

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