The Bats Are Screaming Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
The Bats Are Screaming
The bats are screaming
They be the violins
Of the eves
Of sadness in my eyes:
Be that why
They come in troops
At dusk because I pine?
From the window
I peer and I pine
Before black dots fly
Irregular;
Probability and chance;
A Brownian motion in the
Skies
And
Heavens
Immense
I am mourning
I am mourning
The bats are screaming.
Thursday, January 11, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: night
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