by Ivory Web | Mar 7, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
The Old Cat She sits in the sun,most days,enjoying what’s leftof time.She walks sideways now,accompanied by three limps.Her yellow, glaring eyespass commenton the speed ofmice these days. * Tim Bedford is a copywriter and doesn't want to be a...
by Ivory Web | Mar 5, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Our thanks to Vanessa Gebbie for submitting this poem on behalf of one of her friends…BridgesOn Thursdays I cross the bridge over the railwayOn Fridays I cross the river bridgeOn Saturdays, there are no bridges to cross.* Aneliya Siderova is Bulgarian and lives...
by Ivory Web | Mar 3, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Mind, body and spirit In the literature of self-helpthere are no empty whiskey bottles,no cigarettes rolled from fag endssalvaged from 3 a.m. ashtrays, no fools in love. There are relaxing bubble baths and scented candles, of course, there are people...
by Ivory Web | Mar 2, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Hard WinterA thrush clickedin a frozen thicketits beak, metallic,flicked on a stoneagain and againtill a mollusc crackedand was gulped, so quickyou could mistake itfor a cold quiverof the earth.*Brian Cole says: “I had no contact with poets until one crashed...
by Ivory Web | Feb 28, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
How to Avoid Giving Unwanted AdviceHold your tongue still with your teeth.Feel the sharp white line press downuntil it threatens to draw blood.Slip into the silencesuntil your head is submerged—resist the urge to surface for air.Place your advice in a room of...
by Ivory Web | Feb 27, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
lesson #27 not really chokingjust cutting offcirculation like this she shows mehow to holdthe red bungeejust so. she's onher kneesin front ofa full length mirror. i'm onmy kneesbehind her. hell of a reachgetting my handaround her...
