Witch That Scowls
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Witch that scowls and
Thinks with furrowed
Yellow brows.
Witch that trembles
In her few
Remaining teeth
As rattling skeletons
The half moon with
A vast ice sheet of
Cloud
Covers herself:
A white star
Devours smoke
From incense of
A monastery old
Below
Where barefoot monks
Up to midnight
And
Further on
As yet
Chant holy psalms
And verse
And song
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş