A Trireme Lighted With Fine Hues
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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A Trireme lighted with fine hues
Sailed
Sailed through the Dark
Sailed through mini dunes
Sailed through the Dark for
It
Was
Night
Rare
Night of the Desert
Where
Five serpents
Looking
From
Afar
And
Belly-dancing
Ceased
In
Wonder
For
Wonder
That rascal relative be
And
Wise
Be as Jove's Thunder
Thunder
Thunder
Thundering
In that raw black o rocks
In those immense sands
And
The Expectation that on all Thing hangs
Everywhere
Every time
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