by Helen Ivory | Jan 19, 2013 | Reviews
The first thing to be said about Sarah Dobbs’ debut novel is that it does not, in fact, involve killing Daniel. Daniel, the shy deaf boy whose gentle love for Fleur seems, at the outset, to...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 18, 2013 | Prose & Poetry
Longest Night It is still dark outside. Still but for water pouring, cascading down the steep, wooded slope. No rain now, nor wind. The world turns and breathes gently, mildly. I would like to tread the saturated earth but must do it from here, from the...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 17, 2013 | Prose & Poetry, Word & Image
Last Post: Holkham Beach Sometimes, when storms muster the tides, I can recall that there were more of us; we were unified. But, with each pull and push,...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 16, 2013 | Prose & Poetry
August, Departing Here’s the stain, heaved out and an orchard of clouds sleeping. The crows flee warm fugitives on August’s blunt edge. I see a distant coldness, the skirt of the sun shirking. The tide is loud with the drowned and the windy chains of...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 15, 2013 | Prose & Poetry
Cesare Borgia in Heaven He nods to his father, the pope, sets a velvet cushion atop a giant rose petal, and sits to savor the warm light of God. A monk in brown cassock stares. “Mind your own business,” Borgia draws his dagger, “or I’ll cut your eyes...
