by Helen Ivory | Feb 12, 2017 | 2017 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
In my father’s pocket Feel that square of paper in your jacket pocket next to your heart. Unfold it. Hold it out if you need to. “This is my father. He is loved, not lost. Please bring him home and when you have read this, put the paper back in...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 31, 2017 | 2017 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Human Luggage A grey Huddle descends: Hilda and Beryl roll the tide forwards Although the wave is sedate and unsure Chris grabs Ben’s hand off to the side needing a friend Bernie thinks there’s something stuck to Joe’s right foot Should he...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 28, 2017 | 2017 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
you have to eat she cries if i do not eat so i eat the breakfast i eat the clouds, i eat my words letter by letter scooped with gravy onto a knife. i eat a sandwich she’s prepared and the plate. i eat some lunch. in the evening we eat a chicken...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 27, 2017 | 2017 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
The Stones of Jerusalem 1. Arrival & Departure –In memoriam György Timár Oblivious to his grandson – a gift! – absorbed in a birthday book, my timorous brother lifted his eyes to the Mediterranean sky. The stench of burning human flesh eternally...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 26, 2017 | 2017 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Broken He was a reassembly job. A fixer-upper. A jigsaw puzzle. At first I tried with stitches while he slept; my mother had taught me how to sew when I was a little girl and I knew all the different patterns but none of them held. He shuffled...
by Kate Birch | Jan 17, 2017 | 2016 poetry picks, Blogs & News, prizes and awards
We take one last lingering look back to 2016 with our final ‘picks’ for the year. Both Christmas poems, they affected us in very different ways. You chose Elisabeth Sennitt Clough’s painfully resonant ‘The Homewrecker and His Pun’ as our...
