by Helen Ivory | Jul 12, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Year of the Plague There have been plagues, before. There has been death, spreading like a blanket drawn across the face of the world. There will always be fear, of war, of famine, all of those abysmal things which are too big for us to picture,...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 11, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Night Train Tall lights beam downwards blanking the night sky casting long sleeping shadows across the yard. Darkness edges the mainline. A taxi, yellow light on, returns over the bridge. Slow, uncertain shunting starts up. Stops. Rain tries,...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 10, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Cottage I turn around to see my mother on the roof, clinging to a chimney. How did she get there? She’s shouting down instructions: which apples to pick from the orchard behind me. And then, as if waking from a dream, she looks around in...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 9, 2020 | Featured, Poetry, Reviews
Witness By Jonathan Kinsman. Burning Eye Books. £9.99. In his new pamphlet ‘Witness’ , the poet Jonathan Kinsman has taken the gospel of the New Testament and drawn inspiration from the disciples and their stories, the then fiercely...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 8, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Six Feather gashes cut the deepest because I can’t figure out their motives; this game of Russian roulette we play will kill me because you always load six cartridges. I think there is a wolf cub lost in this city, lost from his pack. My wrappers fall from my...
