by Helen Ivory | Mar 17, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
From the Blue Life won’t be contained by how far the horizon, we don’t compose the song of each other but revel in the days of making. Love carries the seeds of its own tragedy and you can’t come through it unscathed, but endure the days of...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 16, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Afoot Only, when your face slams into solid glass, somewhere outside Dorking – a squared-off edge unmentioned in map or guide – do you realise what’s going on, presence noted by a watchful deer, wary at the edge of woods, the skulk of abandoned...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 15, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Valentine’s Day, 2016 The red-eye was delayed three times. On the third I told them my father had died and I had to get home. I was given yesterday’s paper. My mobile rang: a woman wanted to change her contract. I told her my father had died. She...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 14, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Driven I named him Driven after what he had done. Thinking of all the places we would go together under the canopies of the trees, the watery suns the skin of his knuckles popped out against the steering wheel one hand at two o’clock, the other...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 13, 2022 | Featured, Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga
cold saturday i thank him for nothing * mother’s house where i was born still moonlit * anniversary the missing years in our collage * where wildflowers are caretakers unvisited house * childless spring in my parking space an abandoned...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 12, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
In the Garden Club Hut with Dad Underarmed up onto the bench beside you pondering your bad back, too much flesh above my knees I absorb the morning like a dry seed. You chat, easy with customers most already friends hand them smiles in paper bags...
