by Helen Ivory | Mar 9, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Cyclamen I woke to workers with blades along the verge, yellow-jacketed to signify contracted rights to hack and scythe died-back bracken and living saplings to a brown shrivel. What a story to be part of, forlorn in the telling of nature...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 8, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Eve’s Bite In the beginning of the end she bit the thing she wasn’t meant to bite. Apple stuck in her throat, one bite taken, then swallowed whole. Seeds wait in stomach for sprout, roots climb through veins, branch pushes through her mouth. White...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 7, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
To my Ovaries My cahoonas. My muscular daisies. Potent white olives. You make me sick. My mute twins on tricycles. Femme fatales. Relay racers. Nightmares wished upon stars. In my brain you’re pendula on speed. My climax on the horror film screen....
by Helen Ivory | Mar 6, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Old Age What is not to love when you draw back curtains and taste clouds in their newness and innocence or watch the sky raise its brass trumpet in a call to gratitude. What is not to love about the air on your skin, each breath a new miracle or...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 5, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
The Perseids at Bannau Brycheiniog At my feet the window sprawls a view of kneaded land, craggy baked by the hand of the gods, dusted green with short bit grass. A sheep walks by along the grey faded road, pitted with age, worn tired with wear....
