by Helen Ivory | Dec 23, 2021 | Featured, Poetry, Twelve Days of Christmas
Silver Lining after Billy Collins What a relief it is not to be boarding that Qantas plane, the hours of boredom, the cramp, the endless movies and then that sudden view of Sydney Opera House. How much better to be pounding the streets wearing a...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 22, 2021 | Featured, Poetry, Twelve Days of Christmas
Christmas Tree The chainsaw, a hive of angry wasps, chewed the bark and something tall and graceful collapsed with a low groan as its needles pricked the earth. Below, the city lights were plugged into the socket of the bay as we loaded the tree...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 21, 2021 | Twelve Days of Christmas, Word & Image
In Light Honey, I think that to say is in light. (At Night the States, Alice Notley) Tonight, the bellied arcs bear pearls. The borrowed luminescent studs of drowning ferris wheels flare and unfold black upon herself. I walk, name you,...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 9, 2021 | News
This is part of our monthly award-winning ‘Live from the Butchery’ series, hosted by Helen Ivory and Martin Figura from their home (an old CoOp butcher’s shop), and IS&T publisher Kate Birch. Please join us on zoom to celebrate Ink...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 9, 2021 | Featured, Prose
Stefan We did foster care. We took in this kid. He was eight and his name was Stefan. His dad had recently died, his mum had severe mental health issues. There was a step-dad, we were told. But he belonged to us, for now. We met Stefan a couple of...
