Emmanuel George Cefai

Freshman - 2,014 Points (12th March 1955 / Victoria, Gozo)

Played


Played
The elfin pipes but not
On Scottish hills but on
The dunes nigh our
Ramla bay in Circe’s
Isle
And the red dusk
Waned
With surfeit and
Sweetness of the heart
At the sweet paradise of music
Notes
From very start
And every second a newer
Pleasure a
Newer surfeit
Brought.
Then came the night egged
On
By the night stars who
Begged and prayed for
Him to come to light
Them on his chariot gold.
And
Heard I – as a Poet Seer –
The grinding of the axle
Star to star

Submitted: Sunday, January 19, 2014

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