by Helen Ivory | Oct 14, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
A Memory Moves Me On (Teenage Years) Teenage years everything begins it never ends Berries shout my name at the fruit stall I hear a voice sing more than words, see the cross of his cheekbones, the shade of his hair. I save his image to a locked...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 13, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Minder Care is a state in which something does matter – Rollo May I didn’t know what to do with all my dad’s love so, I minded it for him fully intending to give it back one day. Thing is, that day never arrived, the time never seemed right and...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 12, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Testing the mettle Ther was no man, for peril, dorste hym touche. A Sheffeld thwitel baar he in his hose. The Reeves Tale, Canterbury Tales, Chaucer. Such a knife, a real Et Tu Brute number. Bone handled, incisive. Decades of marriage had whetted...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 11, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
The art of cutting and stitching My mother’s knife made the first cuts – she removed my fertile light bulbs, then stuffed my womb with shredded tissues. Not cruelty, you understand, but failed protection. Men have still hacked and moulded. A chop,...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 10, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Serenity Prayer god grant us the serenity / to accept the things we cannot change / the courage to change the / things we can / and the wisdom to know el differencio / such as / true Heinz ketchup / vs Aldi home brand / the subtle grief of budget...
