by Helen Ivory | Jan 22, 2014 | Prose & Poetry
Omen They sat before a range of mountains, the first man remarking to the other, ‘Look at the splendour of the natural world.’ ‘What splendour do you see?’ ‘The foliage, the fauna, the whole view, the big...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 21, 2014 | Prose & Poetry
Wayless This poem may be longer than the one you were expecting. As it ends in the ground why not lie there now, try a grave posture? Or undress slowly, carefully folding each garment, laying them neatly to one side. You complain of the cold. Stepping...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 20, 2014 | Reviews
The poems in this collection are densely packed with ideas and imagery. They are generally in a block form without stanzas thereby demanding that the reader takes their time reading them. Meaning is not immediately apparent but with repeated close study the...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 19, 2014 | Prose & Poetry
I’ve Planted Poems Everywhere Don’t move. This house is a booby-trap I’ve written in tilt-switches under the salty plaster, typed them into the dark between floorboards and have pulled a razor tripwire from this pen. Thin inklines of gunpowder...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 18, 2014 | Prose & Poetry
At Drumcree Churchyard Hoarse cough of the chough’s voice from the burnt wood, blisters ear tells me I am now in the right place from a burnt spar of mountain ash the coarse talk of a raven blackens air tells me your drinking drives you to death....
