by Helen Ivory | Nov 9, 2016 | Prose & Poetry
The Incredible Zapriskie Ponders His Retirement Plan Dawn returns with half-remembered dreams of levitation and yet more spidered scribbles on the ceiling: ‘Check your flies’ ‘Buy some hens’ ‘Damn the fog’ and ‘Magda was right.’ At lunchtime he’ll...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 8, 2016 | 2016 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Close for Steve To appreciate how the sky came down into the room and lifted me up into blue, you’d have had to be there, inside my head, where all of the good things I’ve said about your calling happen spontaneously. This time, all those gifts...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 7, 2016 | 2016 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
To Us All a message from loudspeaker onto our waiting ears tells us all welcome, come inside, come as you are but when we enter they begin taking us apart offering us new clothes and figures. HR Creel is getting too old...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 6, 2016 | Prose & Poetry
Not Atlas The sun says: just keep going. As day follows night, one foot in front of the other. Here’s your sky candle. The sky says: I’ll wrap all around you. Keep you safe, keep you free. Spread your wings; I’ve got you. The earth says: sink down...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 5, 2016 | Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga, Reviews
in the dark it is night now and will be for some long time because a friend has come to live here and I must learn to see him in this light before the dawn can be allowed again Nick Carding is an Englishman now living in...
