by Helen Ivory | Jan 3, 2016 | 12 days 2015
On January 3rd I will pause as I usually do before cracking the hard cover and checking whether my birthday falls on a weekend and then some random stuff like how many cubic centimetres equal a cubic inch or the currency in Sweden and so meander...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 2, 2016 | 12 days 2015
Smokeless Zone Without chimney pots the sooty mythology of Father Christmas would be written out and B&E escapades redefine Santa as cheap housebreaker. Milk and biscuits would be daubed with anti-theft paint and stark posters ask “have...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 1, 2016 | 12 days 2015
Man in a Red Hat on a Promenade After Girl in a Red Hat on a Promenade by L.S. Lowry The Stray Café, on your year’s first day, is open for new business, it’s accepting accents and tolerating glyphs, this pop-up soiree consists of any plausible forte,...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 31, 2015 | 12 days 2015
Unspilled Midnight strikes London’s moon face, the new year cheered in with a sip of sparkling wine, and time’s old friends. Forty years of Auld Lang Syne in our bones, we dance and laugh as our great-grandparents danced and laughed, as our children will...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 30, 2015 | 12 days 2015
Visitation “And Lo! The Angel of the lord came upon them..” It wasn’t like that. Summer stars not winter, the stir and mutter of the flock, some grazing, some asleep. I lay in the warm night, breathing the bruised smell of cropped grass, the dry pepper...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 29, 2015 | 12 days 2015
Rendezvous after Dennis O’Driscoll I am in Stonegate expecting to meet you at 4 You are in The Shambles expecting to meet me at 4 I have shopping bags that lengthen my arms you have Jonathan on your shoulders It’s Christmas and I’m Dreaming blasts out...
