Water Mammals
by Emily Hasler I enter the water on the wide stage of Carbis Bay. I swim out slowly beyond my depth, stop and float on my back as is my habit. It is then I rea...
by Emily Hasler I enter the water on the wide stage of Carbis Bay. I swim out slowly beyond my depth, stop and float on my back as is my habit. It is then I rea...
by Sherry Rind When our wish calls him forth, a mass breaks the bush and into the weight of being, part dancer trotting en pointe, part tank, lumps and horns ev...
by Bethan Wood As I stepped out of my car onto my drive, I stood on something that softly cracked and squelched. Looking down I saw the bottom half of a frog – ...
by Marija Smits Saltwater rich in iodine calls to us; it sings to our aeons-old nervous system. It speaks to our cells: it is time. It is time. We see all and s...
by Miranda Cichy On the lawn of Schloss Bothmer the stork blew in like a silk dress lifted from the line. Shot once by spear in Africa, it carried itself...
by Andrew Painting 2/4/2018 “They’ve made it again, Which means the globe’s still working” Ted Hughes, ‘Swifts’ Six days until the wheatears come ba...
by Michele Battiste 1. From the Ground Where the sky, where the water tower, where the parapet, the eave, the telephone wire, where the lights are beautiful but...
by Katy Ewing 1st December 2017 Tim holds her strongly safe, her struggling surely an instinctual response to being out of her element. She’s already been calme...