Stringing The Lyre Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
Stringing The Lyre
A shadow
A dim light
Am I
Now.
But the lyre
Can I string
But the lyre
My fingers play
And there be
Amidst my fingers
That old, old fire
Eternal in the singing lyre!
Monday, June 22, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: old
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