Sunday, December 28, 2014

My Throat Sings Not More Comments

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There will soon
come
a time
when my throat
...
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Daniel Brick 05 January 2015

This is a sad poem. Not only does the poem recognize the gradual winding down of anything organic - a fly, a beast, a voice, a person. That's a natural process. But to know in advance as we humans do that this process cannot be stopped and will lead to death is a burden to carry. It's amazing we don't get all hot and bothered and carry on. But instead we are poised, reserved, patient

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Emmanuel George Cefai

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