by Helen Ivory | Feb 15, 2016 | Prose & Poetry
Lagos Roofs The roofs of Lagos Technicolor Bits of sticks, stones, nylon Worn out sandals Bits of teeth, Eczema, scarifications of rain and sun The insignia of the owner Proud of his garrisoned house Antenna and plates Dishes...
by Helen Ivory | Feb 14, 2016 | 2016 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Love Love speaks in a manna-song, one that God might try on prophets. Don’t guess and tell, it says. You stumble down and through the gaping cave, giddy with self-consciousness and breathless ephemera. Don’t ask, says Love. Don’t assume. So you...
by Helen Ivory | Feb 13, 2016 | 2016 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Tying the bowline Slipped back on itself through the first loop, the rope forms a round window. You’re halfway in. Slick as a snake charmer you guide your needle point to pierce the eye, that tooth-shaped space, as words unravel me until nothing...
by Helen Ivory | Feb 12, 2016 | Prose & Poetry
Solar Farm, Sudbury Two boys balance on a five-bar gate. Ready for take-off, they lean into a field where an alien crop has sprung up among native hedgerows and trees – row upon row of solar panels supplicate southwards like deckchairs on a beach....
by Helen Ivory | Feb 11, 2016 | Prose & Poetry
The Brain’s Last Days Cracked brain, down a backstreet, side alley, bottom of the dumpster. The accumulation of years of thought has broken your spirit Like Hemingway’s, you’ve had enough and the cold gun barrel can’t come...
