Emmanuel George Cefai
Trim River Winding Through The Garden - Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
Trim river winding through the garden
Between fairly green banks all quietly
And gurgling in half-ecstasy:
Soon the white moon will rise and look
Look on the lovers.
And when the white moon goes
A dozen embryos and more are there.
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