The second cycle – Floating Eyes in Venice – is a satirical take on another group whom I know well and with whom I also feel at home These poems are a portrait of a Jesuit gone wrong which, given that we describe ourselves officially as sinners, means all Jesuits. We have been satirized before but I’m not sure if it has ever been done from the inside. You might ask why they – or we – only come second in line for this treatment? There is a simple answer. I could stop being a Jesuit in the morning, but I will never stop being a Dublin south-sider.