by Helen Ivory | Oct 13, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Until Later, I marvelled at where I’d been until that moment I looked out the window and saw you watching me from across the pebbled yard, the cicadas thrumming my heart like a violin, the shimmering heat miraging the fields of yellow wheat, and...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 12, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
I Think My Poem About You is Unfinished, says Sal. How so? I ask her, and she says, there are just things I want to add. Like how you suck your thumb, how you pace the room, and how you smudge your eyeliner when you cry, and your dresses, I’ve got...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 11, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Ulysses Loses Identity When a local mistakes your oar For a fan that winnows the grain You won’t have to search anymore, May your spirit abandon pain. Yes, the locals will take your oar For an artless winnowing fan! But until you have reached that...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 10, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Oz Hardwick is a European poet, photographer, occasional musician, and accidental academic, who has published ten chapbooks and collections, and loads more interesting stuff with other people. He is Professor of Creative Writing at Leeds Trinity University....
by Helen Ivory | Oct 9, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Refugee I know the earth belongs to you in the same way the moon does. You’re the unspoken clause, the question nobody wants: how bad does it have to be to begin an inventory of what you can take: the clothes you stand up and lie down in, the...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 8, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Ashes They wake in the small hours in the country house, long miles from Hudiksvall. Moonlit snow lies thick. Dark pines shelter the still garden, their shadows lie elongated, spear-head sharp, on crystal whiteness. Dawn comes late. Always dark...
