Emmanuel George Cefai

Gold Star - 35,573 Points (12th March 1955 / Victoria, Gozo)

The Leaden Skies To-Night My Love They Frown - Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The leaden skies to-night my love they frown
The wind neighs slowly to the frosted panes
The rain thinks it is merciful not to pour:
And all that’s lit in our room’s the lamp.

How destitute the dome of heaven shines
With its bleak mirage night-dreaming
Cruel repressive dour and thin and taut
And all that’s lit in our room’s the lamp.

The seas a strange unwanted silence keep
The tree-leaves rustle not as if
Struck by some guilt or sudden meteor:
All that’s lit in our room’s the lamp.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 3, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 4, 2011


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