by Helen Ivory | Jan 24, 2018 | Prose & Poetry
Homecoming You lift our new daughter from the car as I place the bags down and shout for the boys. Our neighbour is already upon you, leaving her garden to fend for itself in the excitement. And I watch the three of you from the window seeing you wipe away a...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 23, 2018 | Prose & Poetry
Master Chef? Press in and twist to ignite gas Whoosh as orange flame fingers retract into acute fire a conflagration of blue-white. Retrieve your non-stick frying pan pour on a drop of cooking oil heat until it starts to sizzle lay sausages out on...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 22, 2018 | 2018 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Bit Parts I want to ask you, do you think we’re in a film? If we get our lines wrong will someone step out from the Golden Mile, put us back on track – though they haven’t done yet – the director’s a secretive sod. You smile. I like it...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 21, 2018 | 2018 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Fish in the hospital the fish man told me secrets of life and catfish we watched malawis in a brief feeding battle while the catfish lazed nonchalant fin frond easing like giants through the desperate young crowd the catfish grow big from...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 20, 2018 | Prose & Poetry
Heirlooms When she died, her possessions lived the more, memories glistening in crystal, served on bone china, ticking in the works of a souvenir wall-clock. Even the most useless of her things, like the shoe with broken heel, a scratched...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 19, 2018 | Prose & Poetry
On Harrow Gate Drive We’re convinced we have everything— complementary patterns of color entwined with sleep, the possibility to rise above earth, captivations to entertain in your own private prisons, hazards to stumble upon during your midnight...
