“…It makes me cry, I want to talk about something I am not sure I can talk about, I want to talk about the inside from the inside, I do not want to leave it.
I am so happy in the silky damp dark of the labyrinth and there is no thread” – Hélène Cixous

A moment of solitude in the Palazzo dei Priori, Perugia, Italy.

© Kevin Charles Ward

last night i wrote a spoken word poem i didn’t write it down though i spoke it aloud to myself I’m glad i didn’t write it down, although it was beautiful and it will never be heard again I’m pleased there is a little bit of wonder lost in this universe we call ours lost in a time where all i could see was the light beneath my door and the shadows of “lenore". By

2017-4

National Theatre - London – UK

“The English light is so very subtle, so very soft and misty, that the architecture responded with great delicacy of detail.”