by Ivory Web | Oct 1, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Bone Chimes When I wouldn’t singthey plucked me naked. I slipped my skin. Pecked bone-cleanI clatter madly. In the garden you can hear me hanging from the tree.*Julia Stothard lives in Middlesex and has work published in various small...
by Ivory Web | Sep 30, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
The Stolen ChildI am the stolen child,peasant of air,blue thighed, with my gift of spring, who plays with animals of light.In crowded cities ownersof death pay me in trances.I shine like the sun of blood.Outcasts with blind storiesstare at my religions.I find a way...
by Ivory Web | Sep 29, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
vii. millions of eyes, henningdear henning,i wonder if in germany you ever watch old american gangster films. in them, everything is heavy … cars,telephones, and radios. in them, men take unexpectedtaxi rides, light streaked across...
by Ivory Web | Sep 28, 2011 | Reviews
Another Breath of Fresh AirThe Hitcher by Hannah Lowe, pub. The Rialto (Aylsham, England), 2011, price £5.50, ISBN 978-0-9551273-5-9Subsequent readings of this pamphlet confirmed my first impressions, that this is an exciting debut collection by a gutsy...
by Ivory Web | Sep 27, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
I like the Woods in WinterI like the woods in winterWhen there’s no snow on the groundAnd the shadows of long lean treesHidden by summers greenAppear.How intriguingThat just as the air turns coolerThe days shorterJust as we add more protection,More covering for our...
