Tree Burning
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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A tree, a tree! A tree burning
Red in the garden of ghosts
Where shrouds cluster round and
Dance in dilapidated red.
Dilapidated the house behind the
Gardens surge upright.
I saw them level with the falling
House
But no! they go up, up
And I did not see: so was
Negligence.
But then
Negligence in such head-whirling
Spells that swept around
In my poor flesh and brain
Was not so unexpectable.
I did so, and now
I excuse myself my slip.
Magic versus Poet Seer.
Bu şiiri puanla
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