Log Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Log



The log has been there
Under the tree
The trees in Hastings Gardens
These stretch towards the light
These stretch towards the heights
The heavens immense
The stars
The moon
And firmament sailing things.
And the log
Log lies and slumbers, slumbers there

Saturday, May 27, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: aging
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