by Helen Ivory | Mar 13, 2022 | Featured, Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga
cold saturday i thank him for nothing * mother’s house where i was born still moonlit * anniversary the missing years in our collage * where wildflowers are caretakers unvisited house * childless spring in my parking space an abandoned...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 12, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
In the Garden Club Hut with Dad Underarmed up onto the bench beside you pondering your bad back, too much flesh above my knees I absorb the morning like a dry seed. You chat, easy with customers most already friends hand them smiles in paper bags...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 11, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Footnotes to a river Pine trees are confirmation that darkness clings erratically. The river-gums, on the other hand, are pale as thighs. A streambed knuckled with pebbles. In conversation with the river, you will not match its fluency. Bellbird,...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 10, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
мы сделаны из кусочков тишины вместе взятых. гроб из плоти – это тело оно содержит нас от рождения до смерти но в небе только одно облако осталось висеть на углу наклонного здания и кто в любой момент мог упасть we are made of...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 9, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Chilled Yeah, I’m okay; been beatin’ up the soil with a spade and fork deadheading the has-beens who no longer talk I have to say in this bone crushing winter I nearly gave up but I’m alright now. Gonna sort the pond next and yup, many a thing has...
