In my poetry, I try to include all aspects of the human condition. Love and pain, sin and redemption, life and death and all that lies in between.

Chris Zachariou

Mar 15, 2023

The Funeral | Cyprus Poems

Roses and carnations / frankincense and jasmine / the scent of burning centres /l aments and flaxen light...

Chris Zachariou

Mar 12, 2023

Chants and prayers / "from earth to earth" / "from dust to dust" / olive leaves / burning in the censer...

Chris Zachariou

Mar 11, 2023

I buried my songs / in a wooden hut / and in the shade / of scented candles / I saw the Trisagion grieve /in the young girl's tears...

Chris Zachariou

Mar 10, 2023

Together we sang lullabies / and on my guitar, I played her love songs / once taught me by the master...

Chris Zachariou

Mar 9, 2023

then noon; penicillin / and a needle full of death / death, so much death / rains this morning on Verona...

Chris Zachariou

Mar 8, 2023

Ophelia is so beautiful / swimming in the murmurs of the morning / and in the red and purple sighs of sunset...

Chris Zachariou

Mar 7, 2023

She rises silently— / remote, pale, and peaceful. / Under the stern gaze of the saints / she shrouds herself in candlelight...

Chris Zachariou

Nov 26, 2022

In the realm where dreams intertwine with reality, a forbidden liaison ignites on the shore, enveloped in mystique and alluring whispers.

Chris Zachariou

Nov 5, 2022

Set in the1900s the poem delves into the life of a woman, possibly afflicted by a stroke, or was it the work of goblins on a haunted bridge?

Chris Zachariou

Aug 6, 2022

An allegory of young girls enticed to the city's bright lights, facing dire consequences. Symbolism weaves dark truths.