by Ivory Web | May 4, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Shoeboxes One day my father gave me an empty shoebox. “That’s love,” he said and I said, “Thanks, Dad,” and immediately went away to look for secret compartments. Finding none and being unable to decipher anything significant in the writing on the box I soon...
by Ivory Web | May 2, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
PrescriptionI’m recommending Heartsease to stillthe tear that rolls,the brain that churns,the springing cry in the chest that waitsas if in ambush.If the Furies have your scentyou must need mercy – that strain of mercy that Athena metes out with her scales, her...
by Ivory Web | May 2, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Letter to Suicide (an old friend)We go way back. And if I remember correctly, it was you who followed me home that night in cold April. The frost covered the half-sprung tulips; I laughed at their crowning corpse heads.The kitchen window, still mostly shattered from...
by Ivory Web | May 1, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Still Bird on Goose Islandthe remains of a picnicin advance of refreshment“when you’re young and in love”arrives as it did last yearPhoto: the heart-shaped boating...
by Ivory Web | Apr 30, 2011 | Word & Image
Spring Lament by Douglas RobertsonBookmark Take this spurredvioletfrom the spreadof cordate leavesunder the willow –five petals and a stab of lighthooked on a pinand shakingwith rain Keep it pressedto the place you are nowwhere for the very firsttime the...
