by Helen Ivory | Aug 3, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Elephantine carved from the tusk of my grandmother I am learning how to remember we follow the old paths traced through the bush that belongs and yet does not belong to us where we are born is where we pass through if I could, I would pull down...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 2, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
My dad is thinking geometrically, eyes closed; he waves his arms to describe how he can transform a circle into a square. Did you know a line has only one dimension? That means it takes up no space. Perhaps trigonometry can save us. You need two...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 1, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
wig they gave me the cold cap to stop my chemo hair falling out brain freeze for hours a tight band of nausea but still my hair fell out i swept up my gold and silver hairs washed them laid them out to dry in neat lines on an old multicoloured...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 21, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Off Limits you and I sit facing each other in dialogue across the table light between us or so we think how curious our words rebound before reaching the intended addressee kisses perhaps, next time we meet. bring me something from you know where...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 20, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
For the love of a fellside after The Lost Garden of Loughrigg – Penn Allen Imagine a spring day drawing out possibilities the newness of life, sisters in long skirts digging tangled ground, breaking bones and loam wild with bracken and rock on...
