by Helen Ivory | Mar 17, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
The View From the Ambulance is limited, by design. Strapped securely the dislocation, the shabby franchise- ification of high street, signage blinking by, the discomfort: this wasn’t here before – is dulled. Everything looks old already,...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 16, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Gannets I drive from your apartment to pick up a friend of a friend from the train station, take them to Muriwai to see the gannets. It is a warm day but there’s a bite in the air. My passenger is dressed for winter. She removes her seatbelt on...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 15, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Homing Pigeon From the high window ledge of the house next door, he looks down into our kitchen. Two days since he landed, and whether we dance to the radio or open a newspaper, whether we chatter about nothing or argue over whose turn to cook,...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 14, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Next To You A cold, violet light at end of day; this season is ragged with wonders. A fine, black net of starless sky, the flight of geese, the song of the lapsing fire. The way you move, when I am next to you, you stranger in my loved- one’s...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 13, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
The Meeting A sprawling arena of hard clay, cut through on one side by the creek and spread with thistles. And I, alone at the centre of it. Then he’s there. Six feet of polished earth-brown, flat venom head swaying like a grass stem. We freeze,...
