by Ivory Web | Mar 5, 2012 | Prose & Poetry
two old friends winter and summer seldom meet but when they do they argue terribly. when I am with one I find myself being autumn and when with the other I am spring. sight holding a butterfly in my hands I peek in from one side, while letting light in from the other;...
by Ivory Web | Mar 4, 2012 | Prose & Poetry
Angel He found the passport on the Northern Line didn’t hand it in kept it buried in a drawer under a tangle of socks and ties takes it out from time to time to consider her startled eyes her speechless mouth the place where she was born wonder at the foreign name...
by Ivory Web | Mar 3, 2012 | Prose & Poetry
From a Midnight train From a midnight train I see people trudging home in the dizzying rain underneath Morrisons which offers shelter like trees in a roundhouse. From a midnight train I see the lights go out in the rain producing a light smog in the distance that...
by Ivory Web | Feb 29, 2012 | Prose & Poetry
Coat Shades of earth & sky with me between them walking on a blue morning your red ticket stub in the cold lined pocket blunted slipping through fingers leaving me wanting *Susannah Pickering is a poet, playwright and knitter with poems previously published in the...
by Ivory Web | Feb 28, 2012 | Prose & Poetry
First Love My first great love was a boy with green hair whom I saw in a movie of the same name. He was the saddest boy in the world on account of the green hair he suffered and shed many tears. But I thought – How beautiful it is that green hair And wanted it for...
