by Helen Ivory | Dec 5, 2023 | Featured, Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga, Poetry
Winter’s (love) sequence— We are in the bath, your hands around my back, mine around yours— everything covered in a fog. * The hills white under snow, you somewhat warm in a cardigan, corduroy, boots pressing upon the cold earth....
by Helen Ivory | Dec 4, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Rough Tor When fog falls over Rough Tor, the world creaks on the end of a string, its veils too flimsy, dancing like a threadbare kite on the wind, a farm here, there the trembling memories of a hill, the day coated all in white, its bright...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 3, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Snow’s Reset The roofs blend with the snow-laden clouds, borders softened so it’s only memory that differentiates my space from my neighbour’s. The wet smell confuses pets whose footprints meander over territorial edges, leave crazed patterns like...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 2, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Toughened Bark it takes a hefty blow sometimes to split you open a sharpened blade to split through years of tough old bark in the deeper channels feel how sap and resin thicken sap to carry nourishment keeping the woodiness supple resin to...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 1, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
A Space of Her Own A thirty-year-old woman walks into the wee sma’ hours of a December night. Snow is light on her hair and the back garden shrubs. It thickens. The sky turns white. She stands still. Her boots are coated, and the heels disappear....
