Saturday, 19 July 2025

Old Stories - Melancholy Poems

 

A sixties girl with sad blue eyes sits on giant lilies, facing the viewer. The poem is part of the Melancholy Poems series.

When the river surged—first blood.

Your naked scent,ripe red strawberries in June,

bread and wine on Primrose Hill.

Saturday, 2 December 2023

Saturday, 19 March 2022

Songs at 4 am - a poem by Chris Zachariou

Snow-covered Little Venice, showcasing its serene canal and softly lit bridge in a winter wonderland. A poem by Chris Zachariou.


It's the twentieth of December.
The Jewish minstrel strummed
his chords at 4 am and nailed me
to the stave in every minor scale.

Monday, 7 March 2022

The old fool - a poem by Chris Zachariou

The London Circle Line map reflecting the monotony in “The Old Fool,” a poem by the Cyprus poet Chris Zachariou.
The London Yellow Circle Line 

I'm shackled on the Circle Line
rereading the same adverts all the time.
There are all kinds of people on the train.
Many sleep, some stare into space
and many more grin like startled fools.

Saturday, 9 October 2021

Lilith's revenge - a poem by Chris Zachariou

Enigmatic seductress unleashes revenge—Lilith's dark allure tempts forbidden desires | poem by the Cyprus poet Chris Zachariou
Lilith the first woman

“Her gates are gates of death,
and from the entrance of the house
she sets out towards Sheol”*


Thursday’s child gallops bareback
from the bleak wastelands of the desert

into Inanna's garden;
she sprinkles verses at her feet and whispers:
"On the seventh day, I will be your only lover."