by Ivory Web | Mar 11, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
On Considering Buddha While Pissing Buddha, decapitated and neatly mantledpeers frozenly at my navel.Two years to notice the absurdity of which she likes to call decor.Take Christ, who with open armsis nailed upon a canvas and hung above our bed.Or what of Elvis, face...
by Ivory Web | Mar 10, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
Sunset Somewhere Forgets Us And now all the birds are leaving this town,As the sun sinks,Mutters behind the climbing horizon. And I mean birds as in the feathered kind,All getting outBefore the sky comes down on me. But you’re out there, somewhere,Out...
by Ivory Web | Mar 9, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
PheasantOften we’d find one dead in the road.Almost perfect. Maybe a small red smudgeon the breast or wing, like a thumb-print.The head would flop as dad scooped it uplike a rugby ball and stowed it in the boot;an unlooked-for gift. Later, keeping outof the...
by Ivory Web | Mar 8, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
Again with the thinkingWatching words(Trying not to waste them)Watching folk(Trying not to hate them)Watching sounds(What is that crunching?)Watching weather(Always something)Watching winds work(No pretending)Watching watchers(Breaking, mending)Watching silence(Slow...
by Ivory Web | Mar 6, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
TaxidermyHere is a city where buildings cramp,wattle and daub splits at the seam.Tram cables, phone lines cat’s-cradle tenements.Here is a monument; a mosaic scene. Tiles fall out like milk teethfail to grow back.Punch-drunk wasps around a pregnant cat by a stagnant...
