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Walking with the moors by Ella Taylor
I wade into the unknown water, cautious not to make any sudden movements.
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How to Paint a Ditch by Hugh Dunford Wood
We all pass through, for a Holloway is not quite of this world.
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Hope’s Photos
Hope is now 8 years old and we think she’s got a lovely way of noticing the wildlife around her.
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Shap to Plumgarths by David Banning
a song scattering a trail of columns and façades throughout the north of England.
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Chorus by James Roberts
A pink-headed fruit dove has just opened its eyes and uttered a soft, almost inaudible hoo.
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Red Lady by Baz Nichols
with arms outstretched
the ochre dressings of bones
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Field notes from an African anthropologist by JC Niala
The ladybirds have crossed a boundary and boundaries are the demarcations of belonging.
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Where are you really from? by Louisa Adjoa Parker
Racism is everywhere. It spreads like a pandemic, is passed down the generations like an heirloom.
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Flower Grace by Philip Strange
I saw the grace of the butterfly and how, in turn, it lends this grace to the flower.
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Dear White West Country People by Louisa Adjoa Parker
We’ve watched the same cattle, heads bent to the grass
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From Here: Meet Becca, from Bridport
I soon became familiar with a sense of alienation after various experiences of being singled out and discriminated towards because of my race.
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A Circle on a Map: The Horse Rake by Tim Hannigan
The Bamfords ironworks were established in second half of the nineteenth century in the Staffordshire town of Uttoxeter – biscuits, red brick, horse races.
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