by Helen Ivory | Jul 11, 2019 | Prose & Poetry
Stranger tractor The chaos of story creation settles into seven plots. A key turns, releasing birds from a 5-barred gate, a 1-bar atonal stave, to peck like words in churned furrows. Somewhere, a dripping tap. Blind mice are trapped in a shrinking...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 10, 2019 | 2019 poetry picks, prizes and awards, Prose & Poetry
Seats Before a table of white People, I stand with ballet Slippers strapped/soft soles Head pointed towards the angels. A dance, I commence. Pirouette Grand adage, en point Followed by flight as a helium Addicted balloon. Circling a table of white...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 9, 2019 | Prose & Poetry
Snow Globe Twilight and a snow globe find her watching. Slow-tip flurry of chalk flocks a partial scene, the postcard side; no 80s red, No hurricane lamps for sale, no stainless steel, going cheap, then kept for best. No lonely morning walks in...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 8, 2019 | Prose & Poetry
Pact The lawn’s carpeted with yellow leaves. Gardeners on a mission, we rake them into doubloon mounds. The air is sharp and clear. In the sky I hear a distant plane. Closer by, the sounds of children’s voices. Our eyes meet. No need for words. I...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 7, 2019 | Prose & Poetry
The Boundary Dug in the gum of a field the stone stile sits, boot-worn and old with the hedgerows; its aged, slate skin bone-hard and clammy as I lean my hands on its beaten brow. On the other side a coat of emerald grass hugs the claggy, brown...
