Emmanuel George Cefai

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

I Sought Help My Succession To Make - Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

I sought help my succession so to make
Before the withering hand of frosty Time
Could on my last warm drops descend:
But alack! Scare help if any found:
At which in protest turned I in full spite
To a black jewel common in the day
My fair black devil, jewel of ebony
Whom others shunned or else
With soft calumnious tongue did they descant
Or jibe at; or shake their heads or fists
So I across the wintry landscape barren found
In my poor nakedness and solitaire
Not helped by all; my refuge did I find
In one black jewel common in the day
But when the night under its drapes unfolds
Its sleepy antlers of withering Morpheus
The jewel black uncommon shines and lights
And all the stars and heavens at this rejoice.
At which condemned by earth
I consolation find in the welcome stars of night.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 4, 2011



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