Waters Sounds
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Waters
Sounds
Then silences
In the monastery yard
A lone monk
Draws the pail of
Waters up
Up from the well
Grates
The pulley wheel
Old ancient and
Grizzly.
There was a familiar
Sound
In that pulley of
Ancientness
The sound of quiet mixed
With sad and resignation:
I saw
I saw
Waters
Sounds
Then silences
Heard I.
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