by Ivory Web | Oct 28, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
WanderlustI met her in a bar, a small woman, in a red sleeveless sweater and a Laplander's hat with strings hanging down;a hat that looked like yellow wax.We were different, yeah, but almost the same.She asked me for a light, didn't even smoke.Asked me for a...
by Ivory Web | Oct 27, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
safarithe river was still for you. but i saw the menget up and wade in, their army-pantsdarken, and the reflection of loose stitchingfloat like fish between their legs. we have to check for crocodiles, you said,they like this stretch. and the wind sangin the reeds,...
by Ivory Web | Oct 26, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
We journeyed to the southernmost point of Wales A beach of pebbles and damp sand,A skein of geese in a grey sky,A mourning and a celebration.We found one another.That’s what matters, not lost...
by Ivory Web | Oct 24, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
A Warning If you are of a nervous disposition, look away now.This Poem contains Mild Peril.This Poem contains scenes of a sexual nature.This Poem contains strong language.This Poem contains bad acting.This Poem is the great screw you,It is every missed...
by Ivory Web | Oct 23, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
Paco, Mum And MeMonths since he’d watched her cook and loopa rogue strand of hair from her cheek,months that had just concertinaedlike abandoned cars being scrapped.This is how I still replay him,stood at the door, back for that night.She chopped a carrot, glanced and...
by Ivory Web | Oct 21, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
Under Natural Historyevery mushroom-picking pocket book I findcontains some kind of disclaimer.Collecting mushrooms to eat is dangerous.No field guide is ever comprehensive.So I bought two, and slung them in a rattan basket.The kind of basket some of the girls at...
