The story of the laughing son - a poem by Chris Zachariou

A chronicle of a death foretold

At six o'clock

with his open casket

on their stooping shoulders

the frozen mourners shiver

and stumble in the mud.

The lilac march rises

in the sombre streets

and a eulogy draped in black
weeps silently in the censer.

Poets in love - a poem by Chris Zachariou

Lovers Embracing in the Mud

The poet with unbridled thoughts

and the scent of fledgling sparrows

   on her lips

rides bareback to the river

on the preacher's scarlet mule.

Baring her teeth, she hunts

the piety of the mosquito hunter

until her quarry whimpers