by Helen Ivory | Dec 4, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Sand Angels Sand angels are ghosts we make while still living— giant stick birds all wings and no feet Gordon Taylor (he/him) is a queer poet who walks an ever-swaying wire of technology, health care and poetry. His poems have...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 3, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Waterlogged In the tight clench of hormone-drunk years the shape of skin and skeleton just sinks your flooded self, all bogged with life’s full stops and every-day disaster. And so it seems the house is porous – our bricks that promised...
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...
