Emmanuel George Cefai

Gold Star - 35,573 Points (12th March 1955 / Victoria, Gozo)

I Roamed With Anger Out Of The House - Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

I roamed with anger out of the house.
My bosom filled with rage
My eyes with pride
My head with stubbornness.


And then
I saw the dawn arise – for it was dawn
At the beginning – and the sea was fresh
Still and naked from the nocturnal cloth
That covered it – now it lay
Listless as in a bed half-wake, half-sleeping:
I saw the rays - the rays of light increase
And turn to more yellow, more golden-fringed
And from the tree – the tree that looks
Down from the bastions – a small bird chirped
A startling song – perhaps a lay of love
Perhaps a dirge – perhaps an elegy.
I walked along the road that overlooks
The city bastions – long and old
And ancient the bastions with a kindly eye
Looked on the shore below and the over-lapping waves
I drank the wine of morn and of the dawn
Refreshing my throat from the old bastions
And looked upon the first sail-boats
Issuing from the rooms beneath the bastions
Dragged to the shore -


And then
And then
I threw the garb of my anger away -
And in my eye
There shone the happiness of the rising day
And forgiving forgetfulness.

Form: Elegy


Comments about I Roamed With Anger Out Of The House by Emmanuel George Cefai

  • Akhtar JawadAkhtar Jawad (4/4/2018 8:14:00 AM)

    I threw the garb of my anger away -
    And in my eye
    There shone the happiness of the rising day
    And forgiving forgetfulness....Great poem.
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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 3, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 4, 2011


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