The Bones Are Feverish, To-Night Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
The Bones Are Feverish, To-Night
The bones are feverish, to-night
Yet this be Saint Paul's Day
But the bones steamy burn; the coffin not.
Nor their gray graves.
For in the church of Saint Paul married they.
And it be Saint Paul's Feast this day.
Friday, September 15, 2023
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