Emmanuel George Cefai

Gold Star - 8,161 Points (12th March 1955 / Victoria, Gozo)

Played - Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

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

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 19, 2014

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