Old Musty Books Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Old Musty Books



Old musty books
On whom
Decades passed

I have to work on
You
Here silent with a bird
Alone.

And
Age more will pass
And raise
Its diademed serpent-head
And
Age will sing triumphant full.

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