by Ivory Web | Dec 25, 2011 | 12 days 2011
The Expat and the Angel Come to LunchI had high hopes. I have prepared mutabel and labneh, Arabic bread, salad leaves from Saudi, fresh conversation. My Englishneighbour shares her views on lazy maids, her husband's job in small drill bits, the cost of water,...
by Ivory Web | Dec 24, 2011 | 12 days 2011
'White Christmas' When the Christmas Eve snow silenced the trafficthat screamed through our village,mother and I , stolen chocolate andfrowning school report forgotten,trespassed with present opening thrillinto the middle of the highwayand thumbing our...
by Ivory Web | Dec 22, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Bar, Graphite on Paper, 2011The place smells stale, it smells of things that have been bottled up too long and are beginning to seep out. He positions himself at the bar. The tumbler is thick, squat. Whisky covers ice bricks: his optico-acoustico-olfactory pleasure is...
by Ivory Web | Dec 20, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Stone Meets a GhostStone’s just standing around among the ruinsHe’s waiting in the shadows to see the sun come upA ghost comes along It’s weepingIt has no shape no face It looks like mist it weepsStone thinksIs this just mistBut it’s weepingStone tries to comfort the...
by Ivory Web | Dec 19, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Lost for WordsIt had to be said that poetrywas not histhing,but needs must when Eros callsand this time the God wasbellowing.He ordered onlineand the words were deliveredby a man in a vanwith expansiverear cleavage.Ticking off his clipboard,the man enumerated:“There’s...
