by Helen Ivory | Oct 9, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
In a Time of Crisis Not all the small things you can do can save the world. Never say “It couldn’t happen here!” It could. Put on your best face for the future and take heart. Rescue those you can and leave the rest – the boat has only so much...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 8, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Flying to Reykjavik I’ve been here hours. Sharing air with a factory of lawyers, a dead-eyed clerk, a bored, squinting judge and you. Stacks of files, a new party wall, divide us. In this windowless box excess words are trying to escape....
by Helen Ivory | Oct 6, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Insomnia Night shakes hurt the most. Firm hands strangle the life out of sedate songs. You’re awake breathing the curse of noise, as dark sniggers. The hours clang, trees thump the ground, damp air sharpens knives. Prickly reminders have lodged in...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 5, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Moderately / A Lot / Extremely I have saved up so many things that they get in the way: the smell of your temple, just above the ear; the grip of your hand for fear it will be the last. Your laugh and every cumulative ambulance clang jam-stuffed...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 4, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Goat Keeper There is a hill with a house, goats graze in a green pasture. They are my responsibility When the righteous priest comes with his red ribbon I will run him through with a pitchfork, pin him to a tree before he touches one hair on one...
