by Ivory Web | Jan 31, 2012 | Prose & Poetry
From Athena of the cityIAthena of the city,there’s no Acropolis here, in what August makes out of this place, upturned umbrellas and wind of high-pitch, the summerof sales and last-chances.So I try and travel the cities of London as if you’ve never left. In every...
by Ivory Web | Jan 28, 2012 | Prose & Poetry
Plainchant (Voyages)All day we travel and the way is hard going. For fourteen weeks and two days we have been those souls in the wilderness. But now must we pack up and be gone from this thicket. Take this way and be good. When the mountain is in view all will be well...
by Ivory Web | Jan 26, 2012 | Prose & Poetry
The edge of a continent I’d filled the XL fast food soda cup with 2 Budweisers and I walked out of the motel to the beach. There was no one out there except for the seagulls and sandpipers. The waves came up over the beached sea weed and...
by Ivory Web | Jan 25, 2012 | Prose & Poetry
Night VisitorsWe come when the moon looks away,when cats crouch unblinking under carsand we know they won’t talk, or care,when people are watching TV, as the streetclaims a moment of peace. You might heara noise outside, something closing, a cough.Ours is a private...
by Ivory Web | Jan 24, 2012 | Prose & Poetry
Tree of DesireWere there ever a tree of desireladened with the fruit of temptationit grew in her back garden.Juices streamed down beaksstained feathers like drops of rainwhen the peach flesh was pierced.Tin can lids and mirror shardstethered and twirled from the...
by Ivory Web | Jan 22, 2012 | Prose & Poetry
Scissors, Paper, StoneGlitter and glue. Paper. Scissors. Child’s ones, with red plastic handles and blunt edges. Safe. She’s making decorations, poking out her tongue, like I do. We sit side by side; her, snipped from me, the diamond gap that gives a paper...
