by Helen Ivory | Feb 17, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
The Birdman at Manchester Airport Makes His Confession 1962, Elisabeth Frink, Manchester Arrivals Hall We are envious, full of longing, incapable of looking at the setting of a raspberry-peach sun without desire. We want to hurl ourselves into...
by Helen Ivory | Feb 16, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Park At night in the dreary park empty swings the roundabout on well- greased gimbal manages to budge a little I tread the slight bounce of reconstituted tyre at the slide’s base rakish boys and girls sip from a single bottle spark up a...
by Helen Ivory | Feb 15, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
The Curse I bless you love, like the bee is blessed in honey, though, in the hive, the beekeeper has seen the bees drowning in honey. Is this a blessing, a dying from cloy and sugar, surely, slowly? Or, is it this, this, as you will see, the...
by Helen Ivory | Feb 14, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
In Rut Eaten alive, being me I step into the street Where November leaves are falling. The air is fine, the clear sky As finely brittle; the aroma of late decay A delicate call to loving. Shed of worries I tread the cobblestones with antlers...
by Helen Ivory | Feb 13, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
The Cyclist’s Breed of Freedom Cycling the five miles to work under the blue sky of something like summer, I see hundreds of cars going past me in a blur of metal and memory. The garden greens and reds of the traffic lights hush me over and under...
by Helen Ivory | Feb 12, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Everything You Need to Know about Australian Magpie Swooping Season Protecting your baby is natural – and it’s the same for magpies. The black and white swoop loosens her grip. Here’s how to avoid their protective swoop. She drops her baby....
