Treasure Island

Emmanuel George Cefai

(12th March 1955 / Victoria, Gozo)

A Giant Comes Out


they told me
they told me
he comes out in a land
where snow falls almost
all days
where winds blow almost
all the year
where the mountains
shine blue in their
snow
and
I
wish
I wish
and
I yearn
to be in that land
to be in that frigid
of snow
to be in a small
three or four rooms
a villa of cold
with a roof of red
to go with the white
and the gray of
the plain:
and
when
the giant
comes
out
I will go out with
stretched hand:
in the land
he comes out in a land
where snow falls almost
all days
where winds blow almost
all the year
where the mountains
shine blue in their
snow

Submitted: Sunday, October 20, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 22, 2013

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