by Helen Ivory | Jan 20, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Keeping the Wolf Look at me, look — night eyes find their way without light. I have learnt to listen for the lies of men, to sing my song to the moon so now my heart beats in time with his — we are one. He covers me, keeps me warm, I can come to...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 19, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
How a Plastic Bag in an Elm Tree on Winter St. Learned to Mimic the Moon for Özge Lena It’s growing in what was once the tree with the great green room. It’s singing in yogurt and fluttering like an amorphous pearl of necrosis. It tilts at...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 18, 2024 | Featured, Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga, Poetry
Empty Basket Driving down the boulevard, I see large trees decorated with pink and white blossoms, evergreens tower over houses, trees flourish with spring greenery. In front of a market, candles and balloons mark the site of a drive-by shooting....
by Helen Ivory | Jan 17, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Tim Dwyer’s poems appear in UK and Irish publications, recently/forthcoming in Cyphers, Under The Radar, Masculinity Anthology and previously Ink Sweat & Tears. His chapbook is Smithy Of Our Longings (Lapwing). He lives by the shore in Bangor, Northern...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 16, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
what shows up at dusk moths of course, pale parings― filmy, restless dark swarf of birds homeflitting to perch-trees sometimes a hedgehog nosing leaflitter an owl wooing from the pines but mostly, stars which have been here all day discreetly...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 15, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Operation Alphaman It took a great effort and I had to bite hard on the stick to push the subcostal muscles aside. The skin had parted easily under my knife, though keeping the blood at bay with no one to swab the wound was difficult. This was...
