by Helen Ivory | Nov 19, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Hands Said To Head Hands said to Head look what you’ve made me do it’s not me, Head said, talk to Heart, that guy’s sick, Heart said whoa buddy, I take cues from Gut, whence all appetites bloom Gut growled, said nothing. Head said rumor is Gut’s...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 18, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
A Cry Female singing constitutes a ‘forbidden act’ (ḥarām), punishable under Article 638 of the Islamic Penal Code. When I was younger I used to sing. In private. Now whenever I open my mouth, it’s a cry for all the lives in...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 18, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Cat Swarm This is what happens when she sits alone in her dining room, eating smoked trout and canned sardines. Twelve cats who are molting arrive as a sweet surprise. They smell the flavor and here they are. Now there’s cat fur everywhere. It...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 17, 2025 | Featured, Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga, Poetry
* the sound of raindrops in our silence of farewell eviction night * 360 degrees of a lighthouse searchlight … this darkness (in me) * this fresh morning so much like the others … yet starlings shape-shift Chen-ou Liu is...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 15, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
One For The Crow A Tuesday morning in November out on the street taking in the bins. As a flight of crows flashed past the street lights went out. My neighbour, very good at counting, said it was a coincidence, but it looked as if the crows put...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 14, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Becoming Hedgehog (i) Noises are louder now: the kesh of tyres on tarmac slicked with leaves. Rain’s drumming thunder. My other self pulls at me, pricks from inside. Limbs compress, ribs tighten around starved lungs. I furl; I shrink, a leaf about...
