by Helen Ivory | Jan 11, 2016 | 2016 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Des bons mots All things considered takes ages. If you could have it all would you leave it where it is? The path of righteousness leads to the corridor of uncertainty. Absence makes the heart look elsewhere. A problem shared is a problem still. Do things by...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 8, 2016 | 2016 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Electricity and void We are mostly electricity and void and, mostly, it suits me to believe matter illusion, time a mystery. But on this warm-cold night in early spring you lay your material, electrical void next to mine, and nothing is important...
by Kate Birch | Jan 4, 2016 | 2015 poetry picks
The Door There is no door. How then to make an entrance? Perhaps a dramatic appearance; enter angel stage left, maybe flying in through the open window, or else strolling, nonchalant from the garden, surprising her as she sits at peace on the portico. But there...
by Kate Birch | Jan 4, 2016 | 2015 poetry picks
The Alchemist The house was strange without one. Corners where it could be swelled daily in their emptiness and threatened to topple the festivity. Contrary under her gaze, he determined that a squat bought thing just wouldn’t do, and, shedding skeptics, picked...
by Kate Birch | Jan 4, 2016 | 2015 poetry picks
Watching Tai Chi in the Park in December She casts her spells under weeping trees. Look down. You landed here by chance, lured by the festive glow of a ruined bandstand, caught up in a honeytrap of peeling paint and decay. You both come here to comb the air for...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 20, 2015 | 2015 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Eleven Years Tasted Like a Thousand Year Old Chinese Egg eleven years tasted like a thousand-year old Chinese egg doorway cracked windows rusted at the seams– the nights grew thin and red summer gripped me in its fist then winter tricked your shadows into...
