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 Helen Ivory | Feb 13, 2018 | Prose & Poetry
Sartre in the park. It is October and yet I left home without a jacket This warmth is nauseating The pale orange horizon brings memory of sickly sweet Summers Come and gone The cloud angel-whipped across the Whole Sky Will not disconnect Will...
by Helen Ivory | Feb 11, 2018 | Prose & Poetry
A Horse Galloping Through Brecon Museum before the capture of silver upon glass it was a lucky guess by the artist to paint the correct gait of a horse the life-size portrait of the Marquess of Bute’s stud...
by Helen Ivory | Feb 10, 2018 | Prose & Poetry
* upturned boat wind whipped sand wipes it clean * from the train window concrete, more concrete … finally cherry blossoms * windy day — cleaning the mountain of litter ripple in the ferns * wild garlic its smell lingers among unidentified grass * warmth of the...
by Helen Ivory | Feb 9, 2018 | Prose & Poetry
Him I’ve been many things over the course of my life, some good, and some bad. I’ve said things I shouldn’t have said. Told lies I shouldn’t have told and pretended to be someone I wasn’t when I was unsure of who I was. But there’s one thing I could...
by Helen Ivory | Feb 8, 2018 | Prose & Poetry
Return Flight Tired sunburned passengers flying home from vacations puzzle over Sudoku and crosswords doze against strangers’ shoulders read thrillers and airline magazines grudgingly answer email on laptops watch Game...
