by Helen Ivory | Nov 12, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Coping Because I had a vivid dream I could telephone you in Heaven, somewhere my brain believes it’s true; delusion is a kind of redemption. My conscious mind habituated to our almost-daily conversation, my unconscious has found a line to sustain...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 11, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
My Swallows after Ann Gray I talk to the swallows as they dip and dive wonder if they return because of me. I tell them the cactuses are dying, that I’m the wild boar rooting around for grubs, that I don’t sleep much these days. I tell...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 10, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Toast Ken (now Kenneth) shrugs. He can’t have his liver ripped out after all without his reading glasses. I have Alzheimer’s. Those marshes. I know. Nigel (already regrettable) shares a name with – let’s leave it at that. Sends new guidelines,...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 9, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Mechanical Bear I would give you a mechanical bear and watch it move across the table-top. Soon the mechanism would go, poor bear, but you’d improvise and make it climb walls. No bear in history had made it as far. The first bear in space, the...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 8, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
The Cosmos of Small Details: When A Young Poet Asked for Advice For Dean Young (1955-2022) Hey Bro, how do we know what’s real? Like what’s really real? Can you actually prove to me dinosaurs existed? Prove evolution? Prove radio waves? Gravity,...
by Chloe Elliott | Nov 7, 2022 | Poetry, Word & Image
Star Walks, biro on paper, 2022 (text source from Sum: Tales of the Afterlife, David Eagleman, p.21) Consistency, gel pen & biro on paper, 2022 (text source from The Power of Habit, Charles Duhigg, p.111) Nina Nazir is a British Pakistani poet,...
