Emmanuel George Cefai Poems

To him
Was pleasure in his warrior joy:
To fight
To pain
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Though closed
My Tower be not of Ivory
Refrains not to hear the outside.
See
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The dogs of war
Were in day
The dogs
That toured the streets
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Down
Down Nix Mangiari Steps
The dogs bark heard I
War was the sound
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Not in the land
In the sea bury
I Ghost of the Cross
I of the Long Hand
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As with iron chains tied to my feet
I
Move
I
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Away
Away from home
He fled
Fled into the dusk
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The more, the better.
Together
With the inhabitants of flesh
(these, future ghosts
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As the mermaid goes
He sung
He rose
He soared with moon
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The Time of the Specter
It as here
But then it was not dusk
Not night
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