Emmanuel George Cefai

Gold Star - 31,558 Points (12th March 1955 / Victoria, Gozo)

The Bastions Sang - Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

throughout
The
night
the
bastions
sang
hummed
as
the
wild
wind
si ngs
hums
they
be
together
your
hear
the
wind
you
hear
the
door s
and
windows
rattling
rattling
ra ttling
and
from
the
crevices
thesacred
wind
is whispering…
is whispering…

Topic(s) of this poem: night


Comments about The Bastions Sang by Emmanuel George Cefai

  • (4/16/2018 12:08:00 PM)


    Your poem begins with sounds most people consider noise, and that is a reductive term for what they discount. It's simply noise pollution to them., and they will lean back in their chairs hoping some passing tenor will sing a sweet. aria for them. But you persist in listening in the moment, having faith in the moment others dismiss as meaningless. Various noises sound forth, you are patient, and then THE SACRED WIND ARISES AND BRINGS TO YOU WHISPERS SWEETER THAN ANY TENOR VOICE. (Report) Reply

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