by Helen Ivory | Mar 19, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
After Visiting Grandma After Susan B. Anthony Somers-Willett I walk home from the bone orchard, my fist a jaw of keys. To think I used to know nothing of teeth. Like any good hunter I wear the pelt of the beast – my first boyfriend’s red hoodie....
by Helen Ivory | Mar 18, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Walpole Rollerdrome, 1981 At the gate, turn in, skate the potholes, slicing folds of chicken-wire, to carrot-shed, Alsatian, straining at a metal leash. Skate past the long, long ditch of water, once iced with murder, now rusting engines and...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 17, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Lockdown: A Portrait To protect your skin, Lockdown wears a shapeless cotton dress. Lockdown thinks it used to be navy, but sunlight has bleached it a drab, nameless blue – leaving no patches of vibrant colour, it is uniform in its lifelessness....
by Memoona Zahid | Mar 16, 2021 | Reviews
Jonathan Davidson’s A Commonplace is an act of poetic generosity. Fully in the spirit of his entertaining and engaging essay-memoir On Poetry (also from Smith/Doorstop in 2018), the author seeks to remind us of...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 16, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Bus train bus 1. Fuse White lights in ash trees in a community green space remind me what that week did. I see the mechanics now because I’m in the front seat of the upper deck of the 97 with the lego brick of the stop bell a childish...
