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Emmanuel George Cefai

Victoria, Gozo

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Victoria, Gozo

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Hunter
Of
The
Skies
With
Arrows
Loaded
In
The
Quiver
Shooting
One
After
One
As
Night
The
Stars
Was
Lighting:
Fear
Transformed
From
White
To
Yellow
Hit
Large
Areas
Of
The
Sky
Zones
Heaven
And
Earth
Poisonous
Lighting
To-night
Over
The
Windmills
Hanging
I
Heard
The
Nurse
The
Children
teach
Alas
For
Me
Alas
Why me

Emmanuel George Cefai

Monday, July 18, 2016

Topic(s) of this poem: death,history,sky

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Daniel Brick 18 July 2016

I just came from the soporific poem ALL IS DUST, which like this one acknowledges the power, irresistable, relentless, of death, but it does so in whispers and we are lulled into accepting death the way we surrender to sleep. But this poem really emphasizes the iresistable and relentless. I was alert to the message, I wanted to stop reading but I was compelled by the stark rhythms to read to the end.

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