by Helen Ivory | Jul 7, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Lady Mary Hamilton If you were to be wandering through the Kunstkamera in St Petersburg, last century, you’d likely have spotted a glass jar on a dusty shelf and inside it a head, pickle-floating in spirits. This belonged to Mary Hamilton. It was...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 6, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
The Journey in We pass a shock of roofs, a builders’ yard, A squat clocktower, cranes, wide bird-filled parks, Unkempt back lawns and windows seen through trees. Graffiti flares from walls of darkened brick And at unmeasured intervals we...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 5, 2020 | Featured, Poetry, Prose
The Winter Coat My fingers flicked across the screen like a concert pianist performing a well-rehearsed and all too familiar musical score: odd numbers, one to thirteen, seventeen and twenty-seven (my lucky numbers), and a small bet on red, just...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 4, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
The Mishap The first barbecue of summer – the last, for Peter – had a decent turnout, uni pals and partners mostly, but the odd school hanger-on and semi-pitied colleague too. The first hour was a bit damp, naturally – politics, sport,...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 3, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Sent from my iPhone, so please excuse brevity, spelling & punctuation Sent from my iPhone whilst dieting, so please excuse an 8-point-font Sent from my iPhone during a senior moment, so with all due respect Missy- excuse spelling &...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 2, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
The New Testament of Dog Dog, elemental creature delving in puddles, fully formed in mud, this body earth, all love without mechanism, he is the murmur that nestles into these delightful sounds of apocalypse. Enemy fire turns off the crickets...
