by Helen Ivory | May 4, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Control Imagine a box, body-sized and you’re inside. You can stand. Cramped. Just. That’s where I lived and had to lug the thing around with me everywhere I went. Imagine having a voice torn out as the words exit. Ideas choke, when there’s too...
by Helen Ivory | May 3, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
My Mother Welcomes me to the Care Home Come and live, we’ll find you a house, you’ll have an old time and be loved. You can just sit there, don’t lick a finger, there’s ups and there’s dugs but we’ve got to go...
by Helen Ivory | May 2, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Disabled Person’s Travel Card Council, council, let me on the bus That you let me on last week. Oh no Ms Watt, you can’t go on the bus For we don’t know where you live. So off I went to get proof of address And I thought I’d sorted out the mess...
by Helen Ivory | May 1, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Testing times My bones scold-heavy, heartsick I drag my eyes anywhere – to the funeral wax of lilies, to the boastful damselflies confident in their beauty. I refuse to look at, to acknowledge, that Chair, waiting to test. Solid. I...
by Helen Ivory | Apr 20, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Lost is the Story Everyone loses their time at the same rapid speed—it’s like flying shrapnel, or a quickly strobing light. We’re all moving into another life, another dying. The oceans feel it too— and every tree churns quietly in its center with...
