by Helen Ivory | Feb 24, 2018 | 2018 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Lobster tail Uncommon to find such a thing up here, beyond the exhausted seaweed, vacated mussel shells and limp trawlermen’s gloves in bleached out blue or yellow rubber, their fingers often present if somewhat perished; but there it was, cradled among...
by Helen Ivory | Feb 18, 2018 | 2018 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Gingham Have you ever seen a scarecrow’s babe? On a rough hessian teat nuzzling, mewling at the shadow of out-of-the-way crows, Death’s hands in the sky, lunatics of dew’s drench. Poultices in the shape of water weep from the burdened...
by Helen Ivory | Feb 14, 2018 | 2018 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
cheap this love was battered eventually it started naked with its scales shining and its eyes vacant now they are covered coated and ready a flick of batter to test the temperature followed by a splash and disruption of fat to make...
by Kate Birch | Feb 12, 2018 | 2018 poetry picks
From a wonderfully varied group that included both Word & Image and prose poetry, voters went for the poem that most spoke to them directly and David Riley’s ‘Bit Parts’ is the Pick of the Month for January 2018. David is studying for an...
by Helen Ivory | Feb 7, 2018 | 2018 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Drunken Roses The curtains’ psychedelic pattern is the only touch of sunshine in this flat. Beyond them, two artificial moons radiate tumours in the cemented garden and the city’s carrot bricks are prison walls pinching the sky. Inside, heads...
by Helen Ivory | Feb 4, 2018 | 2018 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry, Word & Image
Dummies We ride the escalators in pairs upwards past the plastic palms, the static rapids. Our flawless skin shines blue in the half-light, the smell of palma violets hangs in the air. We dare not speak, nor touch, for fear of waking the blinking eye...
