Issues – Page 8 – zoomorphic

The Snakecatcher

Posted on April 28, 2017 by

by Karen Jane Cannon In Sussex fields we saw the wooden sign — red letters warning us of adders hid under tall nettles, long cow parsley, but we never saw a tel...

Issue 8/Short Pieces

A Flash of Orange

Posted on April 24, 2017 by

by Dawn Wyndham Her gentle elongated face was etched with tiredness. Delayed by giving birth two days ago, she was the last to flee. Amid the flames and smoke b...

Issue 8/Poetry

Highland Bestiary

Posted on April 21, 2017 by

by Joan Lennon In the fog, sheep strike _____poses, misty round the edges, __________strangely heroic. Sleeping otter dreams _____of water. If streams could dre...

Issue 8/Short Pieces

A Sweet Wild Note: What We Hear When Birds Sing – an extract

Posted on April 14, 2017 by

by Richard Smyth To the best of my knowledge, I’ve never heard a buck fart. But I have heard a cuckoo sing, if you can call it a song, so I have a rough i...

Essays/Issue 8/Issues

Anthropocene Incantation: Mingled Singing Bird-Man-Machine Echoes

Posted on April 10, 2017 by

by Julianne Lutz Warren First Listen to the “Human Imitation of Huia1” Listen! Huia! Huia! Huia! Huia! cry the birds in their tongue in Māori a call to assemble...

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Raven

Posted on April 7, 2017 by

by Rachael Clyne Sithee wingless, I am cum ter tek thee fer tha’ll’t ne’er mek it alone. I shall carry thee thru yon veil an’ on where tiz same-colour as me coa...

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Beautiful Giant

Posted on April 3, 2017 by

by Margi Prideaux From behind came a sound, swish, phwom, swish, phnom. My heart fluttered inside my chest. Could it be what I had been hoping for since the fir...

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Kate Walters

Posted on April 1, 2017 by

“Kate Walters’ paintings are concerned with the interaction of the animal and human worlds; depicting in raw and graphic immediacy a relationship that is both i...

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pig farm

Posted on March 31, 2017 by

by Gerry Boland a sow stands short-shackled to a concrete floor decked with shit-smelling piss-soaked wooden slats she shifts and struggles wrenches with sumo n...

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Recovery

Posted on March 27, 2017 by

by Michael Engelhard The scene on the highway’s exit ramp caught me off guard. A stout woman, in her sixties perhaps, with glasses and frizzy brown hair, dresse...