by Ivory Web | Jun 1, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
HarpistMore animal than angel, that lookin his eyes; kestrel, say – the way, hunched forwardon the small wooden stool,he might have caught sightof something far beyond our vision,suddenly borne upby those flurrying, horn-hard fingers.Summer BruisesThey would come up...
by Ivory Web | May 31, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
St MarksJeane, The Headstone Huntress, reminded me of my one visit to the Drawing Room of Europe, St. Mark's Square in Venice. What fixed it in my then 12-year-old brain were not the pigeons, Campanile, or the gilt facade of the Doges' Palace, but (as it was a...
by Ivory Web | May 30, 2011 | Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga
Cleavage Stories about his drunk college buddy, who once scaled an impossible geological structure when the rest of the party was looking in the other direction, don’t linger on his tongue. “How’d you get up there? We only looked away for a minute.” “I don’t...
by Ivory Web | May 29, 2011 | Prose & Poetry, Word & Image
YoungThe yarrow, the bulrush, the burdockthe long-stemmed wheatgrass, a single irisleaning like one of the paparazzifor an exclusive front page shot line the path either side of a girl runningas though she might be dreaming she escapesthe applause of a crowd round the...
by Ivory Web | May 28, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Pinochet’s GardenPunctured gasps of bog cotton in the marsh by the streamonly he knew the way through. He liked his knowledge.He had the gardeners dowse selected plants on the hour,every hour, calibrating which were the last to droop. He admired cacti for their...
