The Cocks By Mid-Night Called.

The cocks by mid-night
Called.

The moon smiled woken
Up.

The dusty farm roads
Smiled.

Farmhouses set alight by
Ghosts and shrouds.

And the cocks crowed light,
Cocks, shrouds and ghosts,
Crowing.

by Emmanuel George Cefai

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