by Helen Ivory | Dec 6, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
The Nearly Times Once, when a group of horses bolted and reared, eyes white, legs flailing, trampling whatever was under their hooves. Once, wheeling too fast on a bike down Richmond Hill, tumbling off. Stilled on the tarmac, a human speed bump....
by Helen Ivory | Dec 5, 2020 | Featured, Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga, Poetry
5 Haiku Origami cradle songs on the drive home… my empty womb * my mother’s knitted sweaters- I unravel knots * tears- water raining into an empty cup * drifting snowflakes- I restore the fragile lace of my wedding veil * encounters- his world is shaped by her...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 4, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Every Girl’s Dream White egg dress black shoe suit doughnut sugary ring thrown flinty dandruff and white rice copy and pasted vows wedding receptionists are only here for the liquor vacancy signs is their twin eyes a head dress of heaven? A...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 3, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Conspiracy theorists As they conspire, I agonise: it’s a glass door sudden at full pelt and that sickness as the wind escapes. Peter Bickerton is a writer, scientist and resident poet for Thought For Food. Peter’s poetry has featured...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 2, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Sunday Before the Hurricane The sky looks wary. The trees confer in muffled rustlings. I should start my generator, make sure it’s willing to cough enough power to support me through a rush of wind and rain. Hardy knew about wind and rain, his...
