In The Woods Roamed He Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
In The Woods Roamed He
in the woods roamed he
flute and lyre in hand
till to the coppice cool
came he
and
bending rested
but his eyes closed
and the flute he played
and in alternation, the lyre.
Friday, January 12, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: woods
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