by Helen Ivory | Apr 17, 2023 | Featured, Prose
Knee Deep At night, the headlights of cars are like vacant eyes. I stand in the living room, knee deep in life, and listen to the dogs in the neighborhood. I keep the photo of him in my kitchen drawer, on top of the pot holders. He says, ”I have...
by Helen Ivory | Apr 16, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Surveillance She heard it again last night, a rattle wrapped in the rain, pebble-dashing the window. A scrabble outside her door, calling her name. Eyes peer through the letter box. Somebody moves her clothes, tears her magazines. She keeps watch at her...
by Helen Ivory | Apr 15, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Forgiveness clay-sifting one wellyboot year to make him the pizza oven, I was forgiven, wading through the midges encrusted with sun- light sifting leaves & I seven or eight scoured the bank in slow flow fingers freeze beachspade hefted...
by Helen Ivory | Apr 14, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Pond in June Among the lily-pads’ congested leaves, above the pond, white water-lilies flower, their yellow stamens in bright asterisks like fried eggs somehow learning origami and, coloured like a childish sun or star, unblinkingly each water-lily...
by Helen Ivory | Apr 13, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Planting Fields In those days when we couldn’t touch each other— instead— we dug the earth the spacer we passed marked— the ideal measure— in black mark— tuber— here pass the spacer in sunlight or make another—wood with raw black— no touch but we...
