by Helen Ivory | Jan 25, 2018 | Prose & Poetry
Donkey Through tantrum tears and sun’s glare I glance up the hill. Hooves clomp and hammer as down the slope he comes, skids on the wet grass and shambles to a heavy halt behind the five-bar gate. His screeching bray thwarts my daft intentions....
by Helen Ivory | Jan 24, 2018 | Prose & Poetry
Homecoming You lift our new daughter from the car as I place the bags down and shout for the boys. Our neighbour is already upon you, leaving her garden to fend for itself in the excitement. And I watch the three of you from the window seeing you wipe away a...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 23, 2018 | Prose & Poetry
Master Chef? Press in and twist to ignite gas Whoosh as orange flame fingers retract into acute fire a conflagration of blue-white. Retrieve your non-stick frying pan pour on a drop of cooking oil heat until it starts to sizzle lay sausages out on...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 22, 2018 | 2018 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Bit Parts I want to ask you, do you think we’re in a film? If we get our lines wrong will someone step out from the Golden Mile, put us back on track – though they haven’t done yet – the director’s a secretive sod. You smile. I like it...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 21, 2018 | 2018 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Fish in the hospital the fish man told me secrets of life and catfish we watched malawis in a brief feeding battle while the catfish lazed nonchalant fin frond easing like giants through the desperate young crowd the catfish grow big from...
