Emmanuel George Cefai Poems

Chin in hand
Chin in hand
Think, Human, think
The Transformations win
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Breathe! Breathe of mist!
Seek out the mists!
Poet Seer absinthe drank
And then
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Verses writ not for Fame
But just for love of Beauty and of Thought!
From the heavens immense
Cam he
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Transferred
From language to language
The verse still retained
The Beauty of the First
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Night was not just of dew
Yesterday!
The first white lights
Discovered stained streets with silent rain
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Between day and day
The poor aged man of suffering
Sank
And
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Pigeons that coo
They turned round
Their sweet heads round and round
Enamored
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Grey-dark
And
Sound
Of violin that comes
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Gray, gray incense
That hours ago was white
And before that
Went round transparent
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Of himself
The Poet Seer was plagiarist
For once!
He tried
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