by Helen Ivory | Aug 13, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
symptoms she is aggregate concrete and grit held together in a human shape lying on her side knees drawn up flesh tensing to stone and tendons in flames the weight of her body pressed into the mattress leaves a shallow hollow once she’s gone a...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 12, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
crow’s landing glimmer blades the field’s lightly fogged grass green struggles through autumnal vague chill flop a crow drops in black flurry sky-fall awkward hops forward eye-dark clever Martin Potter...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 11, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Riddles Outside the Berber tent the poet and I contemplate the boundless Sahara sky. And I wonder how I got here. No bedtime stories, children’s classics neglected, just weekly comics I learned to read myself. My curiosity deemed dangerous in...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 10, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Elegy for the Caught Fish I Over the Salem highway flies A bald eagle carrying a fish like a weed out of the Willamette. We totem our empires with the raptor, weave into flags, fix on coins but what of the victims? How come no one ever glories the...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 9, 2024 | Featured, Prose
Number 13. The embrace of decay. The much anticipated collection of Dr Franz Bauer She stared at the many photographs of blackthorns. A cluster of people wandered past and gathered at the next easel, but her feet refused to budge from ‘Number 13’....
by Helen Ivory | Aug 8, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Venerate Her Husband’s Image As A God Think what it must have been like for her fasting from sunrise to moonrise, to wake up three hours before dawn, bathe, apply sindoor on the parting of her hair line, decorate her hands with henna, dress in a...
