by Ivory Web | Oct 8, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
Flying Room Eighteen budgies – one for each of my years, and all named after their colours – live in The Cage That Dad Built. It’s not your average two-perches-up-two-down affair; it's better, all wood and chicken wire and proper branches. And space. Real...
by Ivory Web | Oct 7, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
Pizza HeartSquat ellipsoid of dough.Yeasty, pummelled, elastic.You knuckle into it,it takes the dimpled kneadingof your need,you twirl it thin and wide, ridiculous dervish.Into the fire with it.Delicious.Starfish Heartswabs dead cellsfrom the jungle gym of my ribsas...
by Ivory Web | Oct 6, 2010 | Interviews
Nine QuestionsIn this series Ink Sweat & Tears talks to practicing writers about their process and craft.1. Where do you write? (do you have an office, room, bus or train journey that you find yourself and your writing? etc)A goat-shed half-way down my garden. I...
by Ivory Web | Oct 5, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
The Child Poet Revisited When I was sevenThey took my wordsAnd mounted themOn purple card. I gave themA picture of a dragon,A swarm of moths,A coloured box. They said:“That’s very good,Now go and doSomething else.” * I kept it upIn little books,...
by Ivory Web | Oct 4, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
HOMAGE TO REZNIKOFFIn a cold spotbehind the gardento the all-night cafethe snow remains:it doesn't meansnow will blanketthe sidewalk all the wayto the station;it will remain, unseenby the Sunday sleepers.# # # # #THE KITCHENYou can see into the kitchen, narrow,...
