Emmanuel George Cefai

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

In The Green White-Washed Room - Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

In the green white-washed room
The light green darker turns in the dim light
Of the dim lightning bulb.

My unhappiness can only increase
In that dim dreariness:
Therefore let them marry.

I am resigned.
I am confined to unhappiness
More than a crippled inmate.

And the dreariness blows
Hoary and cold and frosty in my soul
Like a desired catarrh.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 3, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 4, 2011

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