by Helen Ivory | Mar 8, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Queen Conch My spirit animal is a sovereign sea snail. A part-time anchoress, anchored to her cell. Mindful custodian of the tender parts. Chapel of the heart, where fragility is treasured. I distil to flesh and shell. A starfish clambers aboard...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 7, 2024 | Featured, Prose
Licensing Applications received at the Local Council for Permission for Community Events Henry leafed through the applications on his desk, sighed, picking up the first one. * Application no. 56/438/b Activity/Description: Cheese rolling. A large...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 6, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Buildings Clogged heavens the aeroplanes criss-cross through what was imagined there and in a far way land someone is capturing a landmark on their phone. From crumbling mountains masses in multitude trundle towards cities where we look to which...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 5, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
At the Limit after Tympan by Jacques Derrida Took a needle to a dictionary. It dispersed like confetti Iron and shackles drifting away on air Leaden engraved words set alight Stuck a needle in a dictionary, And found a limit. A moment. A second. A...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 4, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Found text from: The Spoken Arabic of Iraq (American Mission, Basrah 1917) Lesson 1. The Ship Goes Against the Water Why do you speak against me? If you wish to learn Arabic you must live among the Arabs. There are soldiers all around the town. I...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 3, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Seacoalers. Lynemouth. 1985. A novel harvest of the seashore (Caught By The Camera. No. 27. 1935) Around the hooves of the blinkered horse the sea recedes with a zishhhhhhhhhhh. The cart stands axle deep in seething water. The blade emerges...
