Shoot On Sight Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
Shoot On Sight
Shoot on sight
From the guns
Of night dews
Sight
Dark cut through
By the
Knife
Of
Glow-worms
Adding
To the stealthy
Moon light.
Ah! how many
How many
Nights as this
Love, centuries
Long, long centuries
Witnessed and felt
In long experience and
Deep heart!
How many!
How many!
How many!
The doves of night
Those turtle doves
Lovers of gloom
And
Eyeing waves of
Doom
Those turtle doves
They roam the night
Borne on fragmented
Clouds of fleeces light.
The night is as the nights
And so many things
Phenomena expected as
Exceptional
When passed and
When experienced be
As others gone
Long gone
And others lined to
Come!
Ah! how many
How many
Nights as this
Love, centuries
Long, long centuries
Witnessed and felt
In long experience and
Deep heart!
How many!
How many!
How many!
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5/7/2024 4:03:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The title image (a command really) is confusing to me. but the poem doesn't develop its implications. Instead what unfolds is one of your beautiful evocations of the Nocturnal Vision of the intensity of experience in the realm of night, expressed in language of quiet ecstasy. Familiar images make their appearance, or rather you guide our vision so that we see them in the nocturnal context which is their (and perhaps our) true home: moonlight, dew, glow-worms, doves, clouds and love. What a gathering of spiritual as well as physical riches. No wonder the speaker's voice and his refrain are breathless with wonder!