This And This And This Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

This and this and this
the voices are still loud
the voices turn melodious
notes
the voices still sound
the nightingales have stopped in wonderment:
in an Age of Frost
the blue vibrations tremble
and twinkle:
the blue eyes look into the green eyes
a desolate Soul runs alone
little higher
than when the Earth sleeps
this night
There be a whole immense city
larger than the whole Earth below
larger
larger
called Pandemonium!