by Helen Ivory | Dec 2, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Pause a crow much wet by rain falling in massive subtractions almost a dark shadow perched on a wire with washings beak dripping words now halted by fatigues of itineraries neck subdued by water’s weight feathers drizzling alone looked straight...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 1, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Such a Victorian The bird that flutters reaches out Into time; knee-deep in nerve gas, At the cemetery gates, the children play Like half-opened flowers on a breeze; but, Deep in the coffers beneath that layer of non- Sense all along the...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 20, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Out nights were forest with foliage too dense to let in the light of moon and stars – and days were savannah prairie steppe – glory and danger in strangeness of mountain and sea and river – survival was tracking the flock to the watering hole...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 19, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
A Talkative Saint who lived in a hedge He was caught up in what he did and he couldn’t do enough of it and he did it all the time. He would talk about it to anyone even if they told him they couldn’t understand a word of it and didn’t want to...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 18, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
I’m crying in a bar when a wise old cowboy turns to me and says If you found love now, you’d run it right into the ground. I bet you sit around swallowing up everybody else’s light, wondering why you never end up being anything but midnight. I...
