by Helen Ivory | Mar 21, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Hardly This little what called big These squeaks that think they are rules The drips that imagine themselves storming These less than nothing headlines or empty spotlights This barely hardly that struts so special Are what I call a pile of...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 20, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Woman 2.0 Woman 1.0 had bagged half the market but further growth eluded us. Aesthetic upgrades! barked the CEO. We hired a consultant. The fur trim lacks thought, he hissed at the kick-off meeting. It needs moving HERE. THIS area screams for...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 19, 2022 | Featured, Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga, Poetry
* first rain- puddling up to gather the sky * midnight parade on my wall, insomniac car lights * still holding her own among the who’s who – crescent moon Daya Bhat from Bangalore, India enjoys writing free verse and short form...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 18, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Afterthought She knits something pink with curved needles, pauses only to check and recheck the lines of code that define the pattern she nibbles with her fingers. She casts off the raised levels of FHA, her daughter’s ovulation, the tantalising...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 17, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
From the Blue Life won’t be contained by how far the horizon, we don’t compose the song of each other but revel in the days of making. Love carries the seeds of its own tragedy and you can’t come through it unscathed, but endure the days of...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 16, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Afoot Only, when your face slams into solid glass, somewhere outside Dorking – a squared-off edge unmentioned in map or guide – do you realise what’s going on, presence noted by a watchful deer, wary at the edge of woods, the skulk of abandoned...
