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The Orpheus – A Poem

Aria Ligi, editor of New Poetry Magazine, suggested I check out some fantastic poems by Dominic Windram. He had submitted some poetry to her, and she thought it would be something that fit my interests. Well, Aria was right, immediately, I became transfixed by Dominic’s elegant word choice and descriptive narrative.



Dominic Windram is a personal tutor from Hartlepool in the North East England. He teaches predominantly English and math. He has a master’s degree in Cultural Studies and a bachelor’s Degree in Philosophy and Psychology. Windram is currently undertaking a series of accredited online courses via Oxford University. He successfully completed several including: Greek Mythology and ‘Poetry of The First World War.


Windram recently had his poetry published by New Poetry Magazine by the editor, Aria Ligi. Also, he has just received a regular featured poetry slot on P.N.N Radio based in Miami. Windram has performed his work on the show on numerous occasions but the host Rick Spisak has recently offered him a more high-profile position as a Resident Poet, and is going to perform The Orpheus on the show later this month.

The Orpheus
I dream of noble Orpheus.
Like a ravaged, wingless angel
I can no longer venture alas
Into unchartered skies & realms.
I’m too burdened by mortal cares,
To carve art from marble and stone;
To collect the sea from the sun’s rays.
I’m left to ponder fragments of bone.

I dream of noble Orpheus.
In this half lit purgatory,
Beauty’s broken into pieces,
And I need new ways to perceive
The warm heart of life that shimmers
Under cold, elaborate surfaces.
In my veins still burns the summer.
I seek nature’s knowing caress.

I dream of noble Orpheus.
There are agonies of the mind,
Conceived in the depths of silence,
Where no marked wounds or bruises lie.
O it is cruel to pour out
one’s spirit into this wanton world;
Where no one takes care to listen;
As we dive like beggars for pearls.

I dream of noble Orpheus,
Whose music soothed the wildest souls,
And transmogrified pale distress.
Praised be poets who become whole.
I sense the promise of fresh forms,
Drifting innocently on the breeze.
I’m so tired of well-worn norms.
These jeweled moments I will seize.


I would like to thank Dominic for sharing his work with me and others. To learn more about Dominic and his poetry, check out his Linkedin page  You can also check out the blog where his power is shared.

Burned it!

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