Orpheus

A poetic interpretation/rewriting of Orpheus’ return from the underworld written when I was at boarding school   The light at the end of the tunnel Drew nearer and nearer, My love, ever so dearer Now behind me, follows as I fly. After darkness comes the light, And like the sun rising over the horizon It…

Venice

A piece of writing from October 2010 Venice seemed to hold a certain joy for me, one that I could only understand when I would place myself outside a sunlit cafĂ© on a deckchair and recline with a glass of crushed ice and Sicilian lemonade by my side and I would watch the boats drift…