by Helen Ivory | Aug 11, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
PHEW! WHAT A SCORCHER Headlines regurgitate last year’s “hottest since whenever” claims, two-page spreads bulked out with photos of lolly-guzzling toddlers, sun-worshippers already reddened and some TikTok wannabe in a string bikini. Meanwhile,...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 10, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
One side of a conversation over breakfast The flowers, no they were petals, were suspended over my head. I think they were singing a quiet song to themselves. They were white, each one in its own space. They were stationary but fluttering. I was...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 9, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Imaginarium ‘I am a smiling woman’ Sylvia Plath, Lady Lazarus And it came to me that stones, trees and water live in a circle trace their souls stain the landscape, it’s a luxury you can lead your life without choosing and yet determined to leave...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 8, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Some Crows So little happens that I tell you everything twice. The crow, I swear, followed my eye behind the door, knew to leave me something delicate and silver. Another crow, a different one, I swear, took up with its beak some chant or other,...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 7, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Purblind & Font in the odds ‘n’ ends drawer one might find what one is looking for amongst the biros and string purblind spectacles you might find anything half-remembered by the mind’s claw lemon rind what the hell was that for? there must...
by The Repeat Beat Poet | Aug 6, 2022 | Poetry, Word & Image
Jonathan Edis is a full-time dad, international lecturer & osteopath from Essex, living in south London. He’s in several poetry groups & is a rep for Forest Hill Stanza. This is his first published poem for ages.
