Incandescent Night Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Incandescent Night



through the long
and incandescent
night

the fire of the stars
kept stoking
parallel-simultaneous
to the mourning
of wind and shroud

there be so much
of suffering
here, there,
everywhere
and not a breeze of joy
no, not one breeze
of joy.

Sunday, November 27, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: night
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