by Helen Ivory | Oct 19, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Lighting the Strangers into the cave for Celia Fiennes, who rode 3000 miles around England on horseback in 1697 She hears the locals call it the Devil’s Arse. the hill on one End jutting out in two parts and joyns in one at ye top this Cleft...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 18, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
A moonless night when lanterns are shuttered The track leads through thickets, threaded with eyes. Elusive scraps of dreams, they gleam, flicker out. Long dead stars pierce the canopy with pinpricks of white, cold and exact. I stumble through...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 17, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Elements On my son’s desk lies the periodic table of the elements. I look. Amongst the arcane names I recognise, easy as breathing, carbon, oxygen, gold, beloved of kings. He shows me how it’s laid out – from left to right by increasing atomic...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 16, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Forty (for Maryna) The first three days of war have a surprising holiday feel. No deadlines, just the giddy gasp of shock. Ordinary life continues. The girl in white socks in the flat downstairs plays a prelude then turns, pleased, to an audience...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 15, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Conscience as taught her by the nuns was a bridle on a young girl’s tongue pony frolic legs a choke-hold on convolvulus excess seductive as leaves skittering over moon scatter grass dandelion pappus weighted with girlish longings a...
