Emmanuel George Cefai

Gold Star - 5,196 Points (12th March 1955 / Victoria, Gozo)

The Shroud From Its Nostrils - Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The Shroud from its nostrils
Exhales
The last gasp breath of the
Burning beach-sun
At Porto Ercole:
Though that was morning
And the sun was beating
Beating
Yet
The exhalation of the Shroud
Was at night on the beach
On Porto Ercole

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 6, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, October 7, 2013


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