




look up into the silence
lost in a labyrinth of dead-end allies
monolithic buildings crowd the view
yet narrow paths stroll over bridges
with wafts of pizza to guide you home
look up into the silence
in the shadows of a hidden sun
towering rooms are tied together
with wires and cables in a tangled web
drawing lines between who's next door
look up into the silence
just hanging there are strings of life
towels and sheets and shirts and tops
that try to hide the more risqué
but still we gaze and wonder what
look up into the silence
hear the echo of distant sounds
pots and pans and creaking beds
tv’s and mobiles ping and pong
and jumbled chatter quiet as mice
look up into the silence
behind closed windows dare we peep
as protrusions into private souls
free the spirits from hidden rooms
to paint this city full of magic
look up into the silence
built on more than one hundred isles
with water running through its veins
feel the pulse and hear the trickle
see reflections in a Venetian dream




Riflessioni in un Sogno Veneziano
"Reflections in a Venetian dream"
A series of chalk pastels/monoprints on paper