by Helen Ivory | Sep 3, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Water & Mud The water in its lonely bowl beneath your bed, drawn from where? You were drawn from the mud in January. From the mud. Robert Hirschfield is a New York-based poet and writer about poetry. He has been widely...
by Helen Ivory | Sep 2, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Building a fire My mother is kneeling by the hearth tearing strips from the West Briton rolling them round her fingers. I see the Penroses had their Silver Wedding. She lays the twisted paper criss-cross in the grate, newspaper ink smudges her...
by Helen Ivory | Sep 1, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Childhatcheries Even I keep secrets shhh I’m in love with fingers caressing my insides feeling coils fiddling with my fan I live by touch by brink a contract between love grief & up to elbows nurses in soapy rubber gloves...
by Fahad Al-Amoudi | Aug 31, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
My Great Great Grandfather was a shipwrecked Swedish sailor, with sea legs and river hands, forearms like binding strakes. A stanchion of a man, he worked the waters of the bustling Thames, was ship’s labourer then Lighterman, loading cargo and...
by Fahad Al-Amoudi | Aug 30, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
TALENTS The plaster statue of the benefactor moved, albeit slightly. The tilt of the head slightly altered its angle. Leaning more left. Or perhaps more right. Bereft of patience, I thought I could study it no longer, even should it move again,...
by Fahad Al-Amoudi | Aug 29, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Cece She brings with her an apple as a shield, after every bite she wobbles her tooth, wonders if the next huge bite will be enough. She tells me she is thinking of a giraffe, the giraffe she is certain the tooth fairy will bring. She picks the...
