Mourn. Mourn Low, Not Loud. Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Mourn. Mourn Low, Not Loud.



Mourn. mourn low, not loud.

For loud mourning be of shortness of duration
In as direct proportion.

The dawn, the dusk, the moon, the stars, the night
will wreak their hands without word
without a syllable
staring aghast
just
just

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