Emmanuel George Cefai Carnival Poems

The King of Masks he
rides the Carnival floats
his face he dyes
he hoods his eyes
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Mask that carriers forth
The Carnival of Rain
Though tempest it be not
As yet
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I was in it.
For I had
Dressed myself
A Centaur in the
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In the night
there's a carnival
a new one
every month
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I saw on the carnival float
In the frost and the chill
Flesh and beauty of girls
Dancing
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I see before me a carnival-how many images!
The throng in festive mood-though faces pale
And sad and wrinkled I see too!
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