Few Figures

Prick their ears
The fields
Round the graveyard
They have spine
They have not fear.

Few figures
Lank
And
Black
Surge
In the
Dark
Flitting as flies
Do
Restless:
Few figures
Few figures

And
In the cleft between
Night and Dawn
They were signing
A sad requiem:
Sudden
In the midst
They stopped
Dawn was on its way!

by Emmanuel George Cefai

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