by Helen Ivory | Nov 4, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Finistère June 23rd – 24th, 2016 Two table’s worth of no-longer strangers at dusk on a lane of nautical miles, basket of bread, bottles of wine, talk of home and places called home; watching the beams of the continent’s light, see a lava-red...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 3, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Conversations My father and I skim the surface of conversations something like those swallows do down at the lake instantaneous precision of withheld effort brief furrows of beak and wing on water’s brows. But sometimes we forget ourselves the pub...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 2, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Beyond The Territory of Water (In Response to The Territory of Water by Clare Crossman) On Neptune Street you may dream of the tide, its drag and lure but your feet walk on solid pavement. The bag weighted on your shoulder, in cahoots with...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 1, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Circulation Crouched above the stream he dug, known by his kid-along brother as the dry gulch, its circulation pump rarely switched on, I’m not just weeding but digging wormy compost into the banks, pruning the hebe and dredging winter’s detritus,...
by Sabine Wilson-Patrick | Oct 31, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Watching my grandmother view ‘The Song of the Lark’ ‘89/‘26: a Snám Suad Peach skin wrists, Watch persists Her through time Suffusing. Scythe in hand, Walk the land- Heart commands Amusing. Lark in song Sings along, Mind made of Believing....
by Sabine Wilson-Patrick | Oct 30, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
You Can Eat the Evidence The peach parts badly around the stone. You give me the larger half and lick the torn place on your thumb. I have no objection to being alive at this particular table. Before breakfast I buried the calf. The spade struck a...
