Issue 10 – Page 2 – zoomorphic

A Sahara Camp

Posted on September 3, 2018 by

by Elizabeth Bernays I am in Gao, Mali, as the only woman member of a British-sponsored interdisciplinary team studying night migration of grasshoppers. From th...

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Oxen

Posted on August 31, 2018 by

by Sarah Brown Weitzman Last night a calf was born to my yoke partner’s mate and we moaned though low because it is to live as we and all before us live we who ...

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Outnumbered by an Albatross

Posted on August 27, 2018 by

by Kim Steutermann Rogers With their slender wings longer than I am tall, Laysan albatross clock an average of 74,000 air miles a year soaring over the North Pa...

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Vixen

Posted on August 24, 2018 by

by Jane Lovell and there through this Japanese ghost garden this monochrome dreamscape slips a half-dreamt wraith born from the last shades of dusk she i...

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What Remains

Posted on August 20, 2018 by

by Thomas Lloyd It had been a dry year. Not the driest within memory, but a dry one nonetheless. The trees had at first thrown out their leaves, greedy to suck ...

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Flyby

Posted on August 17, 2018 by

by Bonnie Riedinger He’s a whirligig on a sugar high, A tuning fork come to dine, A vertiginous blur Spiked in his drink Like a Mai Tai parasol. H...

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The Pull Of The River: Escape Routes – an extract

Posted on August 13, 2018 by

by Matt Gaw We head out straight, the canoe’s nose pointing towards the river’s first bend. The wind, the first taste of a storm that is forecast to hit tomorro...

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around the circumference of exactly here in 7000 miles & 6 species

Posted on August 10, 2018 by

by Dave Borthwick 1. & 2. —Always Now the Jackdaws talk from dark to dark, voices chimpish in the low conversations of pre-dawn: intimate and confidi...

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White Bears

Posted on August 6, 2018 by

by Eloise Shepherd You see your first polar bear thousands of miles away from any actual bears. Going north, Oslo to Tromsø, they spring out at you in ever-incr...

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Americana

Posted on August 3, 2018 by

by Anna Kisby raton, es-see-ban, culu, suk-suk Edge of the freeway, weaving like a drunk man, someone is lost on two legs stumbling into paths of cars, veering ...