Helen Ivory

Helen Ivory Poems

Your face is melting into her face,
the room spins three sixty;
there are birds and sirens everywhere.
The sofa is on the ceiling;
...

Behind a wood sliding door
the whistling and grinding
of a great machine
brings us slowly, inexorably
...

The solitary light
at the top of the office block
way after midnight
where a hand in the darkness
...

Residents are ghosts;
sheet-covered
in every room.
...

Every floorboard is a tip-off,
every door a squealer,
the telephone has your number.
...

Helen Ivory Biography

Helen Ivory was born in Luton in 1969 but has lived in Norwich for nearly 20 years. She did a Foundation Art and Design and has a BA (hons) in Cultural Studies from Norwich School of Art and Design. In 1999 she won a major Eric Gregory Award from the Society of Authors for a collection of then unpublished poems and in 2005 she was given an Art’s Council Writer’s Award. She has three collections of poetry with Bloodaxe Books The Double Life of Clocks (2002) and The Dog in the Sky (2006) The Breakfast Machine (2010) . She has taught creative writing for Continuing Education at UEA for ten years and has been Course Director for the creative writing program there for seven years. She also teaches for the Arvon Foundation and the Poetry School. She is an editor for the Poetry Archive and edits the webzine Ink Sweat and Tears.)

The Best Poem Of Helen Ivory

Apples And Stars

Your face is melting into her face,
the room spins three sixty;
there are birds and sirens everywhere.
The sofa is on the ceiling;
you wade through the stars
skin glowing in the swirl of the milky way.
Whole bowlfuls of fruit are consumed.
You bake cakes of each other and eat them.

There are reasons for this.
Scientific facts and chemical reactions.
Do not be disturbed -
You life will carry on much as before.
Once there are no more apples.
Once there are no more stars.

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