by Helen Ivory | Jan 9, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Moving In The upper floor of the old byre a darkness made of owl-stare— its blink drinks you in. A scythe hung under the last gasp of a rafter. An armchair sprouts the beards of men who died in it. The skylight a cataract woven by funnel-spiders;...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 8, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Eek, Eyck No green swell this evening will detach me from my hat. No hand held out gingerly will bend my frozen elbow. Next door, the goldfinch on the box turns and chirps. Hounds outside hunt fox or men who play God. My face is not as pale as...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 7, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Bloody September Boko Haram fighters staged gun and suicide bomb attacks on a military camp outside the University of Maiduguri in Nigeria’s northeastern Borno state ~ TheDefensePost That night, the stars had slept. The wind silent as something...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 6, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
onwards hamlet asked it to the dark night sea where do waters end and i begin where the moonlight shimmers on a cragged rock to which i tie my errant being hard against the night solid against the wind it still erodes but just more slowly it...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 5, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
In Remembrance of Stars Past The pelican is so dovey, with her funny crème anglaise feathers with pink and her split-ended crest and mouth. I stood in front of the bathroom mirror and see Pavarotti singing Lacrimozart by Salieri. In the park you...
