by Helen Ivory | Dec 25, 2021 | Featured, Poetry, Twelve Days of Christmas
Christmas Magic The moths have got to Jesus, chewed holes in his swaddling robes. Mary as ever is trying to stay calm though Joseph is showing the strain. Children adore the cloud-soft lambs, the sparkly angels my Mum crafted. Each year...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 24, 2021 | Featured, Poetry, Twelve Days of Christmas
24th December Late Shift, Christmas Eve Twelve reindeer wander among these lean trees. Muffled light, seeping through layers of conifer, is reaching them as snowflakes, floating gently to settle on backs and over their dappled grazing. Above them,...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 23, 2021 | Featured, Poetry, Twelve Days of Christmas
Silver Lining after Billy Collins What a relief it is not to be boarding that Qantas plane, the hours of boredom, the cramp, the endless movies and then that sudden view of Sydney Opera House. How much better to be pounding the streets wearing a...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 22, 2021 | Featured, Poetry, Twelve Days of Christmas
Christmas Tree The chainsaw, a hive of angry wasps, chewed the bark and something tall and graceful collapsed with a low groan as its needles pricked the earth. Below, the city lights were plugged into the socket of the bay as we loaded the tree...
by Desree | Dec 21, 2021 | Featured, Poetry, Twelve Days of Christmas
Christmas gatherings I’ve lost my manners this quarantine. My ability to keep the curtains of my mouth stretched open for a smile suffered. My social skills, a turned off faucet in those months of longing for connection. Words refused to...
by Desree | Dec 20, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
bee I am all hum and thrum whirr sibilate vibrate zip zoom and swoop purr murmur hover manoeuvre bombilate and susurrate pulse race oscillate escalate and dive reverberate I am all bee Janet Harper’s...
