by Ivory Web | Apr 7, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
And These Are All QuestionsI feel long.Much longer than I should.Why doesn’t anyone see it?If I let go of the handrail I get facial hair and my fingernails click on the keys or the countertop or the desk or the table or pierce into the bumps of mosquito bites when...
by Ivory Web | Apr 4, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
THE BABY POOLI want to fly like a snail. Yes, snails fly in their minds, so does the brain of the ocean.Does a man want to drown in the ersatz desire?You must understand me. I know you and I swam together. They call it escape velocity. You, were the expatriate,...
by Ivory Web | Apr 3, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
Dance HallI’d known him since a little boy. Sixteen,he was, he got a job and disappeared,to America, they said. The movies.And then, at the parish Christmas do,was George himself, lighting a fag. He smiledand said he’d show me how to jive. He drovean Austin...
by Ivory Web | Apr 1, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
Scenes and Takes # 34, 1It is televised, what isn't.The making of. So then,thought is important, justified,pure in its relevance regardingdissection of televised nonsense,ideologies, perpetuated by monetaryopinions, neo-happenstance ratedby death, ratings,...
by Ivory Web | Mar 31, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
14 Days From Namibia From home in Twee Rivier we journey;‘n toer van een plek tot 'n ander’No roads through borders,just sand.And dry trees shelter carcassas paths stay veiled.No help from Perrier,San Pellegrino has deserted us.Mato Mato behind usons vorder...
by Ivory Web | Mar 28, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
Mid-airThemid- airawakeningofadreamingswallowcaughtpeacefulinhershadowsofelegance.~ ~ ~ ~Portugal Portrait Such a breeze couldspell romace & bring An end to the flowersthat move in shatter'd Forms of promises & shatter'd...
