by Helen Ivory | Jan 7, 2017 | Prose & Poetry
Natural Dark clouds block the light, bar one entire field on fire from a single ray of sun. A minx waits till the trees turn, then steals through dewy grass taking a red hen’s companion. She swells her burnt umber breast, about to give up eggs and feathers,...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 6, 2017 | Prose & Poetry
Early European Painting Another painting, John the Baptist in the desert this time, and then next up, Madonna and child followed by a saint being stoned with angels in the wings (no pun intended)… centuries old, almost rupturing with faith,...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 5, 2017 | Prose & Poetry
Approximately 10 years ago – and we say ‘approximately’ because the earliest saved post we have is from 5th January 2007 – Ink Sweat & Tears was born. We celebrate quietly today with Marjorie Sadin’s poem below. ...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 4, 2017 | 2017 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Waiting At Swanpool the sand is Demerara sugar a dark heart floats: cocoa on a cappuccino scurf. Out there, the horses break relentless, Shire hooves kicking up pasts. Fairy lights string the ships in, a bistro siren big on gratuities and gulfweed. The sea has...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 3, 2017 | Prose & Poetry
Friday Night Swirling dust rose from a wide parking lot as cars found space. Weary visitors and neighbors headed for the front door of The Guitar Road House. Music greeted them along with flies buzzing and fumes from beer and roasted chicken. The...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 19, 2016 | Prose & Poetry
#3 (In Watermelon Sugar) When the tigers were in bloom, the tigers helped me with my arithmetic. I threw it away, so not even time could find it, and drank whisky made from forgotten things. That’s what we did in those days. When the last...
