by Helen Ivory | Jan 4, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Not a found poem But a purchased one – To find Ewrop on a single cup Despite the English on top – Re use duce cycle Birziklatu Genbruge Endurvinna And then the more familiar – Recycle Recycler Recycleren Recyceln Till there...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 2, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Winter Commute I. I have not known how to shape This poem— I found it, drowsy, Quarter-to-six in winter In the cold of an unfinished floor And the cold of the tap And the cold of my pale extremities Exposed on all these fronts I found it in the...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 30, 2023 | Featured, Poetry, Twelve Days of Christmas
Left Over Christmas Trees Paper never refuses ink, no matter how hard the words it just absorbs. In the same way the eye never refuses the blue of sky, the fish water, the bird never spurns air. In the wind leaves of eucalyptus show their silver...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 29, 2023 | Featured, Poetry, Twelve Days of Christmas
The Ninth Day It could have been any day—you in the doorway one hand in your pocket one still on the wheel the road: a fluster of birds your daughter: at one end lick- ing her wounds you at the other Lord of the Doorway—but it...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 28, 2023 | Featured, Poetry, Twelve Days of Christmas
Redbreast hawk-bait fool of a bird, top-branch, easy pick-off; careless busker; lonely crowd-pleaser, air-ruffled; one long itch and riff of song; leafless pitcher, head-turner, tuned in to tree-top maps of competitors; Mr Tomato-Soup-On-A-Stick,...
