by Helen Ivory | May 7, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
from The Woman in an Imaginary Painting Do not stretch your imagination so far the world flattens. Do not stray farther than your promise reaches. State only your belief about true matters. Light is light — don’t stretch it. Color is...
by Helen Ivory | May 6, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Nika is the pen name of retired educator Dr. Jim Force. His haiku and haiga have been widely published in print and online journals and anthologies.
by Helen Ivory | May 5, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Daylight and Dust The real horror is a body like an empty glass slowly forgetting itself – trying to remember how to hold anything but daylight and dust. This is how men are taught to feel pain, learn which parts are allowed to break whilst they...
by Helen Ivory | May 4, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Corner Block Vigil in Cowboy Hat I’m five years old, crouched on the knee-high brick fence next to the letter box. I’ve scraped my legs getting up there. I’m wearing a cowboy hat and a man’s striped dressing gown with long red beads, and watching...
by Helen Ivory | May 3, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
At the Royal Ontario Museum Four hundred pounds of rose pink muscle, the dead heft of a whale’s heart, a mass worthy of Rubens, worthy of Moore. Visitors lean in to feel the quiver of sea, pinned and plinthed under glass, the thought of Arctic...
by Helen Ivory | May 2, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Turned Injun I Turned Injun, didn’t yeh. Riders whoop across the screen, red skinned, paint, and painted Paints. And the boy’s jolted by her cheers – outlaw to his young years, music to such green ears: Auntie Val’s rooting for the baddies. More...
