At The Altar Of Incense Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

At The Altar Of Incense



At
The Altar of Incense
The slow ghost
Stopped
And started
Thinking.

Outside
The chapel funereal
The cypresses
Whispered though
It was not yet
Night
But only dusk,
Though deep of red.

In life
Things to us attach
Mostly by order of
The Law:
But the Law faints
At the door of the cemetery:
For there
Other laws, if any,
Reign

Sunday, March 27, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: celebration,death,drink,face,life,moment,verse
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