I Saw The Dusk Grinding Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

I Saw The Dusk Grinding



I saw the dusk grinding
grinding the twilight of
the dusk
to the dark mantle of a
night whose mantle be
a mantle fringed with
gold and
silver alternating:
I saw the dusk grinding.

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