by Helen Ivory | Oct 4, 2016 | Prose & Poetry
The Veterans are so busy loading and unloading cargoes of invisible presences from the flag fluttering ships anchored in their hallways, that it can take a lot of time to open the doors behind which are slouching carers employed by those pirates, who won the care...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 3, 2016 | Prose & Poetry
Touch I Whispered. Even the stones or the ants Wouldn’t hear. And i listened to the god sobbing From the room Next to the earth. Pratheesh Ramachandran was born in 1987 in Kerala,India. He is a bilingual Poet and artist. Has...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 2, 2016 | Prose & Poetry
The Observer of Silly flash shower , quick-dried and dressed snow again? while I scramble for my keys a tree perched squirrel smiles as I enter my car Gregg Dotoli studied English at Seton Hall University and enjoys...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 1, 2016 | 2016 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Gnarled Forest “You have finished on your own what no one ever started.” ― From Diana’s Tree, Alejandra Pizarnik I dream mother is sleeping in her ochre bedroom; herringbone parquet floors, the curtains drawn to keep the intense heat out.The room, a...
by Helen Ivory | Sep 30, 2016 | Reviews
Reading Di Slaney’s first full collection from Valley Press, I’m taken straight to where the smell and taste of outdoors makes time pass differently. ‘Every dawn she looks up, sucks on doing words to break her fast, breathes in the day. So many to roll around a...
