by Ivory Web | Aug 11, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
Ladybirds”There are so few clouds in the sky
I could fit them all in my pocket”
you said to me
lying on the hammock in our garden
but I ignored you
assuming you had heatstroke
or were tipsy after your third glass
of Martini and lemonade.
The...
by Ivory Web | Aug 8, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
Three short poems by regular IS&T contributor Colin Cross…DRINK TO FORGETI can't sayI drink to forgetbecauseI always rememberdrinkingevenif everything elseis a blank# # # # #NOTHINGnothing excitinghas happenedto me latelythereforeI have nothingto write...
by Ivory Web | Aug 7, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
Catching the light I saw Joan Crawford last night. She was the ringmaster at the circus. Yes, for real, not like in that film.Me and Effie were walking down Mid Street when I saw the poster. Fluorescent, shining at us out of the grey of the Highland...
by Ivory Web | Aug 4, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
Jackie WilsonAfter a certain pointit’s too late to walk into a movie.When you’ve missed the set-up,the love interest, the plot complications.If you’re in the line for popcorn,when it’s your own life they play out on screen,and you don’t notice it slip past, reel by...
by Ivory Web | Aug 3, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
Better DaysThe painters had taken off the switchcovers. I looked in the silverware drawer. No knives. A big kid in coveralls stood in the doorway unscrewing a long handle from a roller. Guessin’ you ain’t the electrician, he said. I said...
by Ivory Web | Aug 2, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
The Balconyafter Eugenio MontaleRemember those nights I’d linger belowas you stood in the stars and we’d talkof leaving, as if auditioning for the partof Romeo and fluffing my lines as usual?Now on the opposite side I lean smokingand think on that handful of...
