The Glass And The Panes Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The Glass And The Panes



The glass and the
Panes
Broken
On the floor
Random and
Chance
A small
Wind
Winds
Through the
Chinks and the
Gaping holes:
On the floor
Dirty of time
And
blackening ever of
Age:
The broken china in
A hundred parts and
More.

Thursday, November 13, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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