Fields Of Night
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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in the fields of night
amidst the moon lighted
dust
heard I the humming
humming
humming
continual of the bee...
there be no glades in such a dark now
there be shadows
that stealthy prowl
the fields harmless....
the glades are silent
and the owls are garrulous
indifferently
with concussions and hiccups...
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