Looking At The Moon Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
Looking At The Moon
Looking at the Moon
I noticed a giant
tear.
Slow imperceptible
and silent formed
the giant tear.
Ah! children of the Night
there holy music
and sacred organs play
in palsied monasteries.
I saw
a hedgehog on its feet
arise
tall as it would
look at the moon
with tears in his little
eyes.
I saw
a desperate ghost of bones
and
bones hidden in a shroud
together hold their fists
up at the moon.
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