by Helen Ivory | May 14, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Allotment Service Metal in the sky: ash-cold afternoon The big fork: foot on its shoulder Heavy handed: spearing the heap Slip through tangle: the prongs ring And layers gape: yellowing stalk-work Developing compost: the heat rises Vapours...
by Helen Ivory | May 13, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Change The general acceptance of the bicycle came suddenly. People that have helped me on numerous occasions who I’ll never meet: a counsellor, an academic mentor who is also the former. What does it mean to take charge of your mental health? And why for...
by Helen Ivory | May 12, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
A14 shifting left to right slow lane middle lane back to slow lane indicator tick-tick-tick indicator off rearview articulated truck coming up fast on inside grey van moves right moves left again silver sun glaring off wet...
by Helen Ivory | May 11, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Spaghetti in the road I saw a piece of spaghetti in the road, not a fork. That stringy pasta piece didn’t have two choices: a ‘this way or that’, nor an ‘L and R’. It went all ways to show me that time is tangled, tangled as a pocket headphone...
by Helen Ivory | May 10, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Mer de Ballade I’ve been keeping a jar of seawater on my desk. There’s a tragedy in keeping a wild thing captive. In the morning, I see the salt-rim footsteps Of a retreating tide, frozen like a mausoleum. Our bodies are two thirds water. The...
by Helen Ivory | May 9, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
That’s best to try In the magic mirror of competition, you’ll never win, best not to try. You have that loose neck, goosey-goosey, and those crow’s feet around your eyes. With their ebony-haired youth and rosy-lipped beauty, step-daughters are the...
