by Ivory Web | Jan 21, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Sluglow-born land molluschigh-impact intrudereasy oozer, slime exuderfree-loader, sprout-spoilermeandering marauderdisrespecterof my broad-beans’ borderyou’ve a one-track mindin a one-track bodydiligent pillagersoft-horned invisigothslow silver scribblerparadoxically...
by Ivory Web | Jan 19, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
There was something I was supposed to doStunted growth, the tar I breathe,I watch busy bodies starting off their mornings.I was special once.There was something I was going to do.This little engine that could.With fantasies in place of daydreams, in place of...
by Ivory Web | Jan 18, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Let’s do Lunch …Oh, where is it heading and where will it end?Liaison of lovers or food with a friend?I answered yes, please but my heart said no, thanksAs I suddenly saw myself swelling the ranksOf the ladies who lunch with their Afternoon MenAgain and again and...
by Ivory Web | Jan 17, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Two lines from the Rubaiyat.On our one free day we went to Naishapurin Ahmed’s black Mercedes, with his pridean inbuilt record player, which only took one disc.The date is forgotten, more than forty years ago,but I remember that day on the Old Silk Road.I hadn’t read...
by Ivory Web | Jan 16, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
DIVINATIONHer wings, massive and muscular, spread above me, blocking the sun and leaving me in her shadow. A single feather, once-white and downy, sinks through her shade. I trace its fall and it’s gone. Bearing the weight of the world, she hefts the...
by Ivory Web | Jan 15, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
The Lions Den The apartment is inhabited by two man-eaters. The two big cats stalk and bring there kills home to lick off the first layer of skin, then they feed. Usually 6 to 8 weeks and they've stripped the male carcasses down to the bone and dump the...
