by Helen Ivory | Aug 9, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Bison I wrote the title of the lesson on the board and underlined it with a flourish. The class listened to my introduction. I could see that even Rachel’s eyes were waiting for what I would say next. I felt calm. The pile of marking on the desk...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 7, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Masquerade I keep thinking I see you across the street, hurrying along, you’re too busy to see me. Strange, to think of the dead being busy, people to see, places to go, so many appointments in the calendar of eternity. I used to ‘see’ you when...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 6, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Daughters of Rain after Mijoda Dajomi’s Rain-harvesting Hats All summer the sun scorched the city and the sky held back its tears. Yesterday, in East London, a wildfire devoured nineteen homes, while the capital’s parks burnt to dust. Adrift in...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 5, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
28th April 2015 The night before, I paced London’s streets sparkling and fizzing with ideas the pills used to dull and destroy. I felt awake, alive. Thoughts popped like fireworks, I couldn’t sleep for flashes and Bang! I solved a Pure Maths...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 4, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Blodeuwedd ensorcelled by Gwydion And so I went into the owl. Eyes, green as moss, darken to black. Oak tassels spell-woven to feathers. A blossom-soft body wrath-scorches to brown. Broom flowers harden to bone, curve into beak, curl into talons....
by Helen Ivory | Aug 3, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Portrait You notice the nose: webbed veins spritzed with little flicks of red, purple blotches daubed with a palette-knife, broken ends where blood-vessels gave up the ghost. You see the waistcoat bristling Harris Tweed, the label peeking out just...
