Michael Buhagiar

Rookie (13 January 1954 / Sydney)

City Of Light - Poem by Michael Buhagiar

Taut muscles of the city,
Hard gavel without pity,
And nowhere a breast
To rest.

Old broom of witch
And lolling bitch,
Or evening maw
And whore:

The city scares
And breeds hot mares
Of night that rear
Too near.

Some thinnest veil
Or skimming sail
Gales rip to show
The shadow.

The past is a grove
Where lovers love
In shade far away
From the day.

All else is dark
But the city’s park
A forest of lamps
Stamps

A coin of square gold
From a circle of old
And on its face
In place

Of the long-falling haven,
The scalp now clean-shaven,
And eyes that would disown
My own.

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Comments about City Of Light by Michael Buhagiar

  • Sulaiman Mohd Yusof (5/26/2008 1:02:00 AM)

    hey nice write mike. i loved the city life. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 25, 2011


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