by Helen Ivory | Apr 12, 2018 | Prose & Poetry
This vast heart of space Life condensed In a speck of bumble bee is vast; she bats herself against a pane of glass. I catch this fireball in a drinking cup and like a bomber jet she plunges into endless blue. My breath is caught at this tracing...
by Helen Ivory | Apr 11, 2018 | 2018 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Orchard No more greenfinch, no more treecreeper, no more sparrow hawk; hedgerows slashed to make way for roads. Orchards torn up for houses – confused woodpeckers still seek dead-wood and bug. On a single patch of grass in the midst of brick and...
by Helen Ivory | Apr 10, 2018 | Prose & Poetry
To Love Thy Neighbour So still, the street. The single patrol car stationary, the team from the hospital standing beyond the trees, the neighbours behind their curtains. And the doctor one foot on the step, frozen. You’ll let them take me away,...
by Helen Ivory | Apr 9, 2018 | Prose & Poetry
Walking with Dad Dad says, when we are first born our stomachs are size of a walnut. He spews up his gut full of tiny cannibals who eat and eat and…, shares his cheese pickle sandwiches. He is empty Dad teaches a child to slide a rule. He...
by Helen Ivory | Apr 6, 2018 | 2018 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Wildlings My wildlings leave tokens of love scattered like breadcrumbs, then shriek and howl to scare away the birds. He offers me bouquets of broccoli – fistfuls of Brassica from a moss flecked giant. She wraps me in sapling limbs and sings me songs of...
by Helen Ivory | Apr 6, 2018 | Prose & Poetry
i for hours |you for years that night the Pennine air hungered for fresh blood its glacier stung red burn on margins rum rolled over ice and generic indie music played flashbacks break into pieces— sliding down a window in a kebab shop laughing,...
