by Helen Ivory | Oct 31, 2020 | Featured, Poetry, Prose
Cellar Stories: Ash & Elder Sunday afternoon there’s always roast dinner. Then mum and dad go to church. The twins stay and wash dishes. Elder-twin picks up a plastic bag with unused Brussels sprouts inside. The cellar door is open. Elder-twin...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 30, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Join us for a live zoom reading from Julia Webb and George Szirtes with support from UEA poetry students Tristan Coleshaw ( 2020 recipient of the Ink, Sweat and Tears Poetry Writing Scholarship) and Eve Esfandiari Denney (the Birch Family Scholar for...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 29, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Tomorrow Tomorrow the birds reverse. Owls swing from branches, geese fly bellies to the sky, and pigeons shuffle ‘round roads on their backs. Tomorrow twitter explodes. Soaring views on videos. Televised debates. Think-pieces. Memes. Tomorrow...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 28, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
You, with the Lego Grip around your Pint We feel you overseeing, through the thrashing of the dancers – weighing, sizing, rating like a coil-sprung cat. From the comfort of your bar stool, your scalpel gaze dissects us, discards the parts deemed...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 27, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Dressed For hundreds of years I’ve been trying to get out That door. The front door. The one onto the High Street. At the end of the Dark Ages I make my first attempt. But Gilded net cauls, caging my ears, Catch on the door frame. I try again,...
