by Helen Ivory | Mar 19, 2022 | Featured, Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga, Poetry
* first rain- puddling up to gather the sky * midnight parade on my wall, insomniac car lights * still holding her own among the who’s who – crescent moon Daya Bhat from Bangalore, India enjoys writing free verse and short form...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 18, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Afterthought She knits something pink with curved needles, pauses only to check and recheck the lines of code that define the pattern she nibbles with her fingers. She casts off the raised levels of FHA, her daughter’s ovulation, the tantalising...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 17, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
From the Blue Life won’t be contained by how far the horizon, we don’t compose the song of each other but revel in the days of making. Love carries the seeds of its own tragedy and you can’t come through it unscathed, but endure the days of...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 16, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Afoot Only, when your face slams into solid glass, somewhere outside Dorking – a squared-off edge unmentioned in map or guide – do you realise what’s going on, presence noted by a watchful deer, wary at the edge of woods, the skulk of abandoned...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 15, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Valentine’s Day, 2016 The red-eye was delayed three times. On the third I told them my father had died and I had to get home. I was given yesterday’s paper. My mobile rang: a woman wanted to change her contract. I told her my father had died. She...
