Charl JF Cilliers Biography

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Nearby you see him in air
cavorting in twistings of light

that part of him that you share
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No longer is there a train
that goes steaming by
and yet I still see the red coals glowing
against the morning sky.
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They grow
in the depths
of a sea’s glow,
the hugeness
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I would turn the prow
to where it found the wind
rushing to fill the sails
with a shudder beneath my feet
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