Violins That Think Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Violins That Think



violins that think
violins that ring
the waters rise
the waters rise
the towers turn
in the mirror of ages

waters
nights
evenings
rivers
waters
estuaries
forked
forked
forked

windows
open
large
wide
eyes of
baroque frontages
houses
houses
houses
in
the
boulevard
of
time
walking
walking
walking
and
house after house
passing
passing
passing

Sunday, August 30, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: city,life,love,music,nature,night
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