by Helen Ivory | Jun 3, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Ivy’s deference and not Ivy thrives despite dependency. It hangs on, has its other day. Ivy does not press its case. Its patient face is no surprise. It does not draw attention to itself. Its business is in secretive delight. It’s second violin to...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 2, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Interview with my sonographer How much water did you have to drink this morning? Did you sip your coffee without worrying about its diuretic properties? Was it sunny where you were? I took your advice about the elasticated waistband, the full...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 1, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Humanoid I was cutlery left out in the rain, rusty by morning, a side-slipping fiddlestick desperate for music, starved for company. You were a knockoff BOGOF version of a briny punk with a commitment phobia permanently out of your habitat and...
by Helen Ivory | May 21, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Deeper Than After Maggie Nelson’s Bluets There is the green that birthed all pine trees. I had a green turtle necklace just like that once, I lost it, not in a pocket, not under my bed, not down a drain, just lost. The shell wasn’t turquoise not...
by Helen Ivory | May 20, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
After Gaston Bachelard and Sabrina Carpenter We were the housing and the housed, meaning nothing except that we were always occupied, or to put it simply never out. After a while we walked like we were on stilts made from string and sweetcorn...
