by Helen Ivory | Aug 17, 2012 | Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga
Five Haiku laundry day raindrops drying along the spider’s line the cat under the bush spying on a sparrow a none-of-your-business glance at a loss for words a distant honk ends my sentence ***************** grey clouds the...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 16, 2012 | Prose & Poetry
The ego is never clean Today isn’t gross with worry and the sky’s wide open tarp is thrown over precisely. Then I climbed back inside myself and thought: I really am what people think, and on thinking this licked my smile shut, patting my boring old...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 15, 2012 | Prose & Poetry
The place I come from….. after Robert Seatter A father filled with darkness And memories Of Welsh mountains. I come from a mother With hair Like the princess In a fairy tale. I come from A country town Where we played Out in the fields And were not...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 14, 2012 | Prose & Poetry
Bia Hoi And it must be about the same time each night, perched on the little red plastic stools, too small for hairy western legs, around yellow plastic tables, sipping bia, watching the road jam-up when a few cars try to navigate the old-quarters tributary of...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 13, 2012 | Reviews
Never-Never land is a collection whose poems manage to be personal and yet at the same time have a broad appeal for the reader. I think this is largely because the poet has avoided sentimentality and self-pity when dealing with emotive subjects such as childbirth, the...
