by Helen Ivory | Sep 26, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Folly A jagged edge of sunset gold cuts the hillside. Was it folly to build this land a tower, that it might fold its heavenly green over and over, peer through a monocle of window to meet the curious and fanciful? Remember the night we tested its...
by Helen Ivory | Sep 25, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Summer Holiday Belgrade is a // ‘kaleidoscopic cityscape’ // it is also // burning, it is // burning // and I only just understood what that meant // Stay indoors // don’t eat sushi // there are tanks on...
by Helen Ivory | Sep 24, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Number One She wore a flowered dress and the Autumn sun came through the glass so light chalk dust was a mist between me, the window and the path to the churchyard where in a flint wall coins were left for me to find. Was it the first day? We...
by Helen Ivory | Sep 23, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Your body is small as a folded receipt in a pocket and he clings to it like drowning in a downy nightgown. he believes he is wrapping you in silk so smooth you can forget his rutting crotch like a hog come to water. you are impassive; you look at...
by Helen Ivory | Sep 22, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Sea Triptych Caught at the cusp just as the tide starts to ebb fingers of dark rock, orthogonal to the waterline reach out towards the setting sun. The sun, covered by thin cloud, casts silver light right up to where the sea’s foam hits the darker...
