by Helen Ivory | Jan 11, 2019 | 2019 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Cages, urban, iron Deprived of the sky And the ground, Suspended in air A woman sits, in a Tiny balcony that doubles as a flower-bed In a high-rise, tenth floor, in the Vertical Mumbai, Reading a morninger In late afternoon, Legs stretched out,...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 10, 2019 | 2019 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Hunters in the Snow Pieter Breugel the Elder This is where the ground falls away And the hunters start their descent. Cold, tired and more-than-defeated They contemplate the gradient While their dogs nose their way through snow, Tails down, cold...
by Kate Birch | Jan 5, 2019 | 2018 poetry picks
Christmas Eve tea 5 o’clock. Light silvers the sill. This is the season of curious moons, when we’re lost in the velvet of ourselves, undreaming the deep nights
between tomorrow and the past. Rooms flower slowly, like stars. Here are steep steps,...
by Kate Birch | Jan 5, 2019 | 2018 poetry picks
The Harvester There is a darkness coming a little at first, just ahead of the rest His breath is a slow yawn it draws in a shade a cold and a rustling everything sleeping, drying An idiot-ox striding his March drawing blood from flower herb from...
by Kate Birch | Jan 5, 2019 | 2018 poetry picks
Since it was all about a son I ask my son now that he doesn’t really believe in everything what’s Christmas all about then? I mean what does it mean to you? there is still a hole in the roof to follow a star through but we have just had the boiler...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 18, 2018 | 2018 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Aqua Alta It started as often before: water, creeping through doors, pushed in by wind and tide, flooded the lower floors. Venetians, grimly stoic, waded to work as dawn broke cold and yellow; waded through ruined books, shoes and baby clothes, or...
