In The Island Of The Pelican, The Gods Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
In The Island Of The Pelican, The Gods
In the island of the pelican, the gods
Throw dice as they play.
Here and there they see
The motion of chance
And probability.
Quiet on the island but for
The rustling of the trees
Those high
High
Inhabitants inland from
The sandy shores.
And the white sand
That blue against the dark of
Sky and heaven
Post red dusk glimmers
Glimmers as the waves
Tiny, fractional, growing,
Sub-dividing
Restless.
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