Heavy Breathing Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
Heavy Breathing
breath
heavy
breathing
no
figure
but
heavy
breathing
in
the
cemetery
over
certain
graves
and
tombs
now
one
then
next
then
to
another
division
breathing
heavy
breathing
nun
that
in
white
soutane
short
and
thin
glides
slow
and
aged
from
tomb
to
tomb
it
be
dusk
and
more
for
already
the
first
stars
come:
and
the
moon
is
behind
that
cloud
come!
come!
here
the
place
the
site
of
civilization
alternative!
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