To Those Sacred Places
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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To those sacred
Places
The glow-worms go
To-night
As almost every
Night
Their bar and night club
Under the bending palms
The bristling jungle;
The echoes of cockatoos
Still awake at night
Monkeys that climb
In the dense silhouettes
Of dark trees
Themselves
Silhouettes.
To those sacred
Places
The glow-worms go
To-night
As almost every
Night
Their bar and night club
And
Night obliges together
With his serving night-stars
Whom he sends waiters to
The wakers in the night
The haunters of the dark
Night's favorites
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş