by Ivory Web | Dec 29, 2010 | 12 days 2010
Bad QuartoIt seems my Folio’s out of jointwith the version that you scribbled downwhile sub-plots drew the spot from kingsand courtiers waltzed on from the wingsor were bottled off by groundlings.My favourite scene? The woodland spreewhen, sappily, I carved your...
by Ivory Web | Dec 28, 2010 | 12 days 2010
Another Christmas Last Sunday before Christmas. Blue sky, transparent afternoon moon. Plasma screens are flying off the shelves of Woolworths. On the hill, brown smoke billows from the hospital incinerator; body parts, foetal matter. Dan Wyke28...
by Ivory Web | Dec 27, 2010 | 12 days 2010
Worship The pilgrims watch us as we go about our work in the temple of shine. It is not yet the appointed hour and so they must wait in the greying snow and biting wind and, for now, but look in upon our preparations. You may think that cruel, that we are...
by Ivory Web | Dec 26, 2010 | 12 days 2010
Christmas DayBlackbirds here again,hopping across the lawn,signal that this isa day like any otherand all is right with the world –despite water,coming through the ceiling,and grandma directing my wife and daughter with her stick, with boxes to catch the drips.Back...
by Kate Birch | Dec 25, 2010 | 12 days 2010, Prose & Poetry
Reunion ‘Let his path be covered all in red, so Justice can lead him back into his home’ Clytaemnestra I Welcome home, husband. At last. Observe, I spread this, a red carpet at your feet. Greet your pretty children. Walk with me and watch me work....
