Emmanuel George Cefai Poems

Smoke and verse
Scent of sacredness
Knowledge from scent
And wisdom.
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Fog of stars
Not white
Quite
But multi-color light
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My Muse I am in arrears?

I sung and chanted what could chant and sing.
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Birthdays of Things
So many in the All
Each hour
Each second!
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The death to birthday leads
Must lead
And
The deaths to birthdays lead
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As Tasso I must come to rest
For long
For long
As the carriage stops before the monastery
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He spoke
Innocently spoke he:
But the cunning snake
It reeled with cunning
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Small dark room
Small sick room
Small death room
Room of Psyche'
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As the Shark more
Blood lusty comes
The more that blood is sees
So
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The church bells when they
Ring
Another earth they bring
Where chorus angels
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