by Ivory Web | Jan 3, 2012 | Prose & Poetry, Word & Image
Zdenek sells Physalis alkekengi at Dejvická in December With him, at the dark, open jaw of the metro, Orange lanterns, that shoulder their own light. Tangerine knuckles to electrify the drawn dim, The wrapping of his hands and the drawing-in Of him, his coat,...
by Ivory Web | Dec 29, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
WhenAngels understand eternity. Always causes mortals trouble as they try to grasp the absence of an afterwards or believe before has been emptied of all meaning. Angels speak to shepherds first. Shepherds’ long night-watches, on slowly-changing hillsides beneath ...
by Ivory Web | Dec 28, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Forecast for 28 December, 2011 This is it: even at noon the fields can raise a crop of furrow shadow.Hedges are flailed pension plans for fieldfares,and rooks spell out in shifting pictogramswhat the ivy knows, but isn't telling:that trees are doomed public sector...
by Ivory Web | Dec 22, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Bar, Graphite on Paper, 2011The place smells stale, it smells of things that have been bottled up too long and are beginning to seep out. He positions himself at the bar. The tumbler is thick, squat. Whisky covers ice bricks: his optico-acoustico-olfactory pleasure is...
by Ivory Web | Dec 20, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Stone Meets a GhostStone’s just standing around among the ruinsHe’s waiting in the shadows to see the sun come upA ghost comes along It’s weepingIt has no shape no face It looks like mist it weepsStone thinksIs this just mistBut it’s weepingStone tries to comfort the...
by Ivory Web | Dec 19, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Lost for WordsIt had to be said that poetrywas not histhing,but needs must when Eros callsand this time the God wasbellowing.He ordered onlineand the words were deliveredby a man in a vanwith expansiverear cleavage.Ticking off his clipboard,the man enumerated:“There’s...
