by Helen Ivory | Jun 2, 2019 | Prose & Poetry
Objects I carry these objects with me From place to place. Fewer each time, I’m pairing back the dead weight. I’m losing layers of threadbare tropes. But each time I pack up What’s left of me I know I can’t let everything go And it touches a piece...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 1, 2019 | 2019 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Travelling Light A balloon scuds through the train an ‘L’ it is or is it a ‘7’? Evasive though its wake is empty of pursuit and the door gives way courteously. In the second carriage a class of children who gorge hard on toffee, their waddle the...
by Helen Ivory | May 31, 2019 | Reviews
Chagall’s Circus is set out in five sections with poems alternating between pristine tercets that give each stanza room to breathe, and relatively short blocks of text in contrast. Poems are headed by quotations from Chagall’s autobiography ‘My Life’...
by Helen Ivory | May 30, 2019 | Prose & Poetry
No One Expects Stars they’re dead sharp like fossils or dance steps of snowdrops. Their chief weapon is surprise… lightness and surprise. Their two chief weapons are lightness, surprise… and team spirit. Among their weaponry are such diverse...
by Helen Ivory | May 29, 2019 | 2019 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Hippocampus At Corryvreckan, there’s an arm that reaches from a dark sea pit towards the strait’s surface. There it catches tides and throws them back, forcing surf that swallows itself in perpetual circles, spewing waves that break where they...
