In The Town Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

In The Town



In the town
there is the frost
rare frost
on a rare year
and the people hurry
cough
with
mists of cold
that they had not
before

in the town
the waters freeze
but slow freeze
and in the depth
above
shine frowning the dark skies
the iron heavens

Thursday, March 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: heaven
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