Whistler Of Winds Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
Whistler Of Winds
Whistler of winds
Of Zephyr competitor
And
Yet boon most of friends:
You
Find in the Spring whistling
At night to ghosts and
Shrouds and rattling skeletons
In cemeteries:
Amidst the yews around
You find him there.
And
In the chill of winter
He
Attaches himself since olden
Centuries
To buildings
Dreaming houses
Sleeping breath and
The in-turmoil of sub-conscious reigns
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5/6/2024 11:21:32 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Whistler wind to dreaming houses, beautifully presented everything in this poem. Nice job on sharing.