by Helen Ivory | Jun 17, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Hamlet in the Scanner Can’t hear yourself think only the bass line of a heart thumping. Your head’s clamped. You can’t move. A panic button slicks a palm, a soft wet plum. You could be bounded in a nutshell and count yourself a king of infinite...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 16, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
The Insanity Ensemble It is not like an egg cracking or an exquisite shiver of shattered glass. It is not a supercelery bone snap or a wired ballerina bend. A cortisol swoosh floods your certainty a prefrontal cortex throb threatens thunder. A...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 15, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
High-Visibility The precondition for being a ghost is not only death but faith in an afterlife. Kit Fan. When I lost loved ones last year I thought my childhood fears would return. Sleeping in mum’s house waiting for the seen and felt, the...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 12, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Lesley Burt lives in Dorset. Her pamphlet, Mr & Mrs Andrews Reframed, was published by Templar Poetry in 2023, and Alice spins her Glitterball by Tears in the Fence in 2024.
by Helen Ivory | Jun 11, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
On sunday morning you lay together laughing She gets into your bed like when she was little. Flowers grow out of the wardrobe, moss claims the windowsill and a vine snakes its way to the bed post, climbing. You are laughing. Imagine she is...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 10, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
I had a leaf in my hair when I arrived the receptionist thought it was a hairclip I didn’t know how to tell her I’d been doing my pre-op under a beech tree, leaves drifting down like snow fungus like a great carved shelf bracketing the...
