by Helen Ivory | Jun 19, 2014 | Prose & Poetry
Elsewhere, a Lifetime Later The song she sang by the half-open door, One melody echoing in the public bar, Or where geese gather. And midsummer snow Falls on hills’ horizon. And the river is swollen Into the island lanes, As they...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 18, 2014 | Prose & Poetry
Crystal Ball She polishes her crystal ball with Windolene until it gleams. A client has asked her about someone – is he earthside or airside? She guides her hands over the cobalt-blue surface. Her long fingers laden with black...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 17, 2014 | Prose & Poetry
Sabre Budget jeans, and stubble, a lean face more bone than meat is all I remember of the grown-up enigma in our dorm, reeking of serious, stunted in manner, yet sure of himself. Once in blossom, out came a failed marriage, temper temper,...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 16, 2014 | Prose & Poetry
Cast List SISTER MARY is fatter than she should be. As head of the mission she is used to having her own way. She has seen the ravages of war. Her eyes are bright. When she walks her arms swing like metronomes. She wears a grey habit to...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 15, 2014 | Prose & Poetry
Hymn of Rain The quality of mercy? You must be joking. I begin as ice. I come as veil or wraith, a whisper of Spanish lace masquerading as cage. I sleep in your bones, your bed. I leak from your pores, the spittle of your snores. I keep you indoors. I’m...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 14, 2014 | Prose & Poetry
Foal The new foal totters on legs a spider would not care to own. It doesn’t yet know what legs are for, nor how to manage them. Only knows it wants the warm grey bag beneath the dam, the hot sweet milk let down, the tail-wagging...
