Light-House Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
Light-House
Light
That
Flickers
Turning
Light-house
Light
That
Comes
And
Goes
As
The
Ancient
Faceless
Figure
Black
That
In
The
Old
Ancient
Fort
Too
Comes
Too
Goes
*
Light
Of
The
Light
Lamp
That
Burns
Sly
Cavern
Whose
Entrance
With
A
Giant
Rock
Be
Closed: one
Time
Came
I
And
Saw
The
Rock
Rolling
And
The
Cavern
Of
Chill
And
Mists
Now
Open
Ah!
That's
Only
For
Poet Seers
To
See!
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5/6/2024 10:21:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The closing passage mentions poet seers, but not (as I take it) The Poet Seer. Still you have never before in my experience come so close to identifying yourself with him. A lighthouse is a very solid structure, a long-term landmark people come to rely on its stability. The first part of your poem describes this conventional view, But at the end things fall apart: The foundation rock rolls away and reveals a cavern below the lighthouse from which cold air and mist pour forth. You don't tell us what else is inside the cavern but I think the passage is meant to suggest unanticipated wonders are within the cavern, things which will make the lighthouse ordinary and negigible probable wonders for poet seers to study.