by Helen Ivory | Dec 30, 2023 | Featured, Poetry, Twelve Days of Christmas
Left Over Christmas Trees Paper never refuses ink, no matter how hard the words it just absorbs. In the same way the eye never refuses the blue of sky, the fish water, the bird never spurns air. In the wind leaves of eucalyptus show their silver...
by Kayleigh Jayshree | Dec 29, 2023 | Twelve Days of Christmas, Word & Image
Lightfall lightfall so, too snow Debbie Strange (Canada) is a chronically ill short-form poet and visual artist whose creative passions connect her more closely to the world and to herself. Thousands of her poems and...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 29, 2023 | Featured, Poetry, Twelve Days of Christmas
The Ninth Day It could have been any day—you in the doorway one hand in your pocket one still on the wheel the road: a fluster of birds your daughter: at one end lick- ing her wounds you at the other Lord of the Doorway—but it...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 28, 2023 | Featured, Poetry, Twelve Days of Christmas
Redbreast hawk-bait fool of a bird, top-branch, easy pick-off; careless busker; lonely crowd-pleaser, air-ruffled; one long itch and riff of song; leafless pitcher, head-turner, tuned in to tree-top maps of competitors; Mr Tomato-Soup-On-A-Stick,...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 27, 2023 | Featured, Poetry, Twelve Days of Christmas
Advice To One Who Is Single A Golden Shovel ‘True love. Is it normal? Is it serious? Is it practical? What does the world get, Warrior? Two people who exist in a world of their own.’ From The Celtic Book of Days The last night in...
by Kate Birch | Dec 27, 2023 | Filmpoems, Twelve Days of Christmas
The Moth Poem She sees the little lost one everywhere, eyes on the dead moths curled on her windowsill. I see what was: rosy maple moths like Battenbergs on her fingertips, A weaver’s wave moth in the countryside the day she broke down and I wasn’t there....
