by Helen Ivory | Sep 16, 2017 | Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga
* a life in boxes the memories her daughters fought over priced to clear in the last hour of the car boot sale * this moment of clarity a dying star burns itself out surrenders to the void behind the gas works * since the misunderstanding in marks and...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 22, 2017 | 2017 poetry picks, Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga
TIME, GENTLEMEN, TIME CARMODY: We ought not take too long describing the winds or the leaves that dance along them. Ah. BLIGHT: What the older man knows. That’s my objective. Then you tell the truth, when you shift your...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 6, 2017 | Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga
* long nights of political discussions the sun anyway * rocky shore blunt tentacles of a green surf anemone * spring concert blossoms blown from the trumpet tree * sheltering roots of the old oak box turtle dreams * restaurant receipts the bitterness of...
by Helen Ivory | May 7, 2017 | 2017 poetry picks, Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga
Your location Round the corner I hear you coming I hear you coming round the corner of the barn I arrange my arms and legs I hear around the corner of the barn the gravel’s tough back teeth working doggedly on splintering a bone I spin up a cloud of smoke to be...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 22, 2017 | Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga
* unimpressed by the garden fence fog * howling winds— politicians promises blow farther from truth * lunch beneath a maple turkey vultures circle above us! When not writing poetry, Craig W. Steele is a professor of...
by Helen Ivory | Feb 25, 2017 | Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga
is, was, will be There was a man who used to stand at that corner in Hyde Park, when the speakers weren’t proselytising. He’d hang around for hours, occasionally clearing his throat. I only heard him speak the once, when he asked me the time. At...
