by Helen Ivory | Apr 4, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Candlelight We lit a candle for you that day in Sacre Coeur, under its white-flame dome as high as Paris could go and still be Paris, stood there awhile as the dark fire caught, aspiring to spirit, then turned as the dusk church rang with...
by Helen Ivory | Apr 3, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Inventory of a Walk On Kinley’s Lane, quince tree, wild blackberries, branches of feijoa reaching over a fence, fallen fruit. Into Abberley Park, past the bird bath with salamanders twisting round the base, down a gravel path. Hellebores, rhodos,...
by Helen Ivory | Apr 2, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Draenog What was the Welsh for ‘hedgehog’? That was what he wanted to know. It was a word he could only remember in his sleep when he dreamt of himself as a small boy, barefoot, back in 1966. The sun was shining. He was wandering across fields...
by Helen Ivory | Apr 1, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Tabula Rasa Rectangular, with corners cut off like an octagon, muddy brown shows through the cream exterior where the edges are chipped. Just the right height for a young child learning to stand. Coloured beakers stacked up ready to be knocked...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 31, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
How many blows does it take to crack an egg? How many blows does it take to crack an egg? Is a question I never expected to ask If you don’t know, I should tell you, an egg Is what they call the girl inside the male mask When she doesn’t even know...
by Zakia Carpenter-Hall | Mar 30, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Summoning “Pink is the navy blue of India.” Diana Vreeland The hue of brides, appliquéd dark with henna. Citron’s acid curl, vernal blades between teeth. Beneath a virginal sky, weren’t we confections? Pistachio and rosewater, saffron and...
