Spinal Tap
by Kathy Miles He’s a motley, a bag of pick-and-mix. Black and white bullseyes, caramel, a splash of raspberry ruffle under his tail. He’s drumming ...
Category: Issues
Hushed, arthritic tread: The Peregrine and health
by Miranda Cichy I remember precisely what drew to me to J. A. Baker’s The Peregrine (1967), in an undergraduate lecture over a decade ago. The lecturer w...
Golden Eagle
by Garry MacKenzie Ravens have him out of his depth, daring collisions until he’s forced to break his soar. They tumble him round the cliffs and out of sight: I...
Shallow Names
by David Lukas When we look out at the natural world around us it might feel like everything is known, or at the very least that everything is named. And while ...
Dung Beetle
by Ann Drysdale Here he comes, dribbling singlemindedly, concentrating, keeping control of the ball. And there he goes down the wing, the wing actual, the wing ...
Day Nineteen
by Gina Bright Day One All six eyes fixed on him after he turned on the lights. They trusted him in spite of his masked face. “Good morning, little cancer fight...
In the Eyes of a Wolf
by James Roberts I remember an encyclopaedia of animals with a green cover, faded gold lettering, a loose spine cracked at each end, the pages bent at the corne...
Death on a pavement
by Jonathan Humble On hard wet ground, exposed like a pulsing nerve, half a yard from the comfort of grass, it writhed unsteadily to unheard music, while the co...
Athletes or Anarchists: how the misunderstanding between humans and horses makes their domestication possible
by Susanna Forrest “People say to me about their horses, ‘he doesn’t want to work.’ Bloody hell, horses aren’t born with a Protest...