Grim Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
Grim
Grim
Came the verses
Yesterday
Though it was night
And night was soft
Silky
The air flowed and in
Between the rocks and
In the caves
Entering it sighed
And whispered
Conspirator of the night
Canine in caves
Some rocks jutted.
The day was far:
The reign of Night
Kept Dawn away
Slighted the Dusk
To fading.
On his head
Night kept his crown
Sometimes with
Strong hand
Despite the winds
Blowing.
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