by Helen Ivory | Aug 17, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Frost Moon The frost moon, herald of winter rises over sea, slack before it heaves and turns true north, back to Arctic. On this shore I give it a fistful of sand, ask that I will hold fast, as fragments of crab, razor clam and glass sift between...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 16, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Another Me From The Heavens If blue is namely white and black is namely red and gold is transparent as crystal and light makes the soul smile forgetting the sun moon and stars and you were filled with wisdom, drunk for thousands of years and back...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 15, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Giraffes It’s the way the dark between stars is filled with light that may never reach us. It’s the way our local Running Man is accompanied by his imaginary friend who keeps up a lively conversation. It’s the way my one-year-old grandson looks at...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 14, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Déjà Vu Once more I’m caught on the sly hook of your voice and hauled out gasping into a toxic world. Lifetimes billow and vanish like haunted clouds: I race through the woods, but your word-arrows find me; I soar overhead, you shoot...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 13, 2022 | Featured, Prose
An Orphan’s Progress Geoffroy, no longer young and a man of importance, could have ridden in a luxurious coach. He chose to walk, because he enjoyed walking. If Zarafa was going to walk he would walk with her. No strolling,...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 12, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Doctrinal Shuffle In the nakedness of civic planning a few secular aims overwhelm whatever any god could have deemed the key components of human subsistence— none of us knew what was coming next, not being privy to the lofty paper-pushing that...
