In The Ghastly Night Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

In The Ghastly Night



I sleep not and therefore I
dream not:
though a twilight film
passes over the hazy eyes:
the vision that replaces dreams
dreary and rude and cold and
chill of frost
for now

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