by Sofía Masondo | Oct 23, 2024 | Featured, Poetry, Prose
Heaven For starters, the standard works everyone gets: three trumpets blown in unison; your name acclaimed to the galactic hegemony of stars; plus assorted angels with ceramically smooth hands (the nail-work!) casting wholesale quantities of petals (flowers of the...
by Sofía Masondo | Oct 22, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Rhubarb after Norman MacCaig And another thing: stop looking like embarrassed celery. It doesn’t suit. How can you stand there, glittery in pink, some of you rigid, some all over the shop? Deep down you’re marooned, a sour forest spilling out beneath a harmful canopy....
by Helen Ivory | Oct 21, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Hair Cut (Everything You Know About Me I Grew Myself) You stand behind me / catch my eye / take the snatch of silver / to this softness of hair / and steal me strand by strand. / How did I get to a stage where / a stranger could coax me / with a...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 20, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Frida’s corset after the accident the plaster held her still pasted her straight She reached out her arms for brushes with colour plumed birds and sickles streetcars to live inside with a knife she carved a skylight for her heart ...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 19, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Clinical Waste For Bev At boarding school, I had no idea what to do with myself. Most of the time, I hid myself in a paper bag, under my bed, amongst my wash things, beneath my towel and a clean nightie. There were no bins provided and we were given...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 18, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Entropy The margin of the world is blurred – a pale band of light, where sky fades into sea. I arrange my books in order of height, on a bank of cow parsley, amid the random oscillations of a cool breeze and one bee, among the buttercups and...
