by Helen Ivory | Mar 23, 2019 | Prose & Poetry
Not again You haven’t left the house all week and blame the flu, but something else has kept you in, cocooned in tog of duck feather and down, books on your lap, a cat and dog for company, Sky Movies on tap. You sense the hills you’ve grown to...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 22, 2019 | 2019 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Night Crawler What a smashed glass heavens for her glossy body to break out into. Her corrugate, limb slithers her head emerges from black like Orpheus, leaving her tail – like Persephone, below. You call her yeth worm, lob night crawler,...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 21, 2019 | 2019 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
from Shakespeare Variations The Mistress of Cawdor Her determined hand feels the stones. Their strength is in the coldness, or so she has learned from life. She has sought the life of stones with walls to defend her ambition. From the castle keep...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 20, 2019 | Prose & Poetry
Spring is icumen in For JK I called your name And the goldfinches twirled ribbons Of song Scissoring the air A robe Of silk Of fire Emptying their hollow bones of music Offering the chance melody of twilight I called your name And the...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 19, 2019 | Prose & Poetry
Polling Day I watched the way you fogged up our front room, filling the ash trays and drinking dad’s whisky, (when it wasn’t even Christmas). I heard the way you wrote off the opposition; Labour, the crook; Liberal, the nancy; and little Mark’s...
