by Helen Ivory | Mar 27, 2014 | Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga
* autumn sky patches of twilight in the falling leaf * distant hill a river carrying the spring * peak hour . . . a flock of sparrows pass the evening moon * sun bath an eagle circles the day moon * rainbow season warmth and coldness in me ...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 26, 2014 | Prose & Poetry
Ken & Belinda Meditate in a Garden Two figures statue-still sit in the garden gathering the light eyes closed, hands pressed on knees whilst an unseasonal sun silvers their skin like weathered teak, waiting for moss to bloom on trainers grass...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 25, 2014 | Prose & Poetry
A Jane Austen House Light cradles the water, water cradles the light. Cream bricks, so pure as to be disconcerting; a manicured house – perfect life in a mirage. Inside the house is the suitcase: ribbed, tiger-striped. Move your hands along its...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 24, 2014 | Prose & Poetry
The Brain It’s single hub split like a coffee bean two fists of squid fabric, a canopy of cauliflower branches a dense cap of squirming coral. It’s aroma glows sulphur like a box of matches doused in sunlight. Lick it’s gunk and your tongue will...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 23, 2014 | Prose & Poetry
What A Soul Is … One night I killed a dove the cat had maimed, pressed its pitted breath from peach-soft feathers until my hands wouldn’t unclench for days, then buried it in a tea towel beneath the hedge where tongues of poisoner’s rose would...
