by Ivory Web | Feb 6, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
A selection of three short pieces for you on a Sunday morning…The Hourglass The glass drips with sandContinuouslyTime wastedTime spent* Paula Jordan says “I hail from Dublin, Ireland. I love tea and chocolate digestives. My motto in life always laugh...
by Ivory Web | Feb 5, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Experimental CookingI add a splash of California wineto the volcanic brine of the fava beansand they relax their waft of cuminto chime an octave lowerlike faraway damp forest floors.I pass by your door where I hearthe whale of your larynx rumble home.I turn down the...
by Ivory Web | Feb 5, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Loch Ness MonsterWe were watching the green fireworksrise and fall over the Northumberland Straitwhen you told me that you didn’t knowhow much time you had left. We were drunk at the time, and I left it at that. Drunk talk. It happensto the best of us. But now,...
by Ivory Web | Feb 3, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
The Little DeerLittle deer, I’ve stuffed all the world’s diseases inside you.Your veins are thornsand the good cells are lost in the deep dark woodsof your organs.As for your spine, those cirrus-thin vertebraeevaporate when the sun comes out.Little deer too delicate...
by Ivory Web | Feb 2, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
AdvisoryFrom the earth: faces. From the rootsof grasses, trees: faces, earth’s own.In front of you: butterflies,dragons, damsels; turquoise, gold.In front of you: hoopoes, copper, bronze.Face this sky from the earth: look up.Face earth from sky: your own rich...
