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Something in the Air by Vron Ware
A few days ago I unearthed an old folder containing material from the road protest movements of the early-mid 1990s.
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Confluence by Jane Lovell
Unlike the birds, we seem to be at odds with the current, the flow, the speed of change.
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Place, Protest and Belonging by Nicola Chester
How do we belong to a place, a landscape, or anywhere? How do we belong to more than one place in the world?
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Sacred Mountain by Ian Grosz
I become only breath; movement; the sound of my feet crunching along the trail, vaguely aware of the dawn chasing behind me.
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Laxton: Some Views by David E. James and Mike Jackson
Everywhere, except at Laxton, these open fields and the untilled commons have been divided and enclosed.
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The Mist at Wolf Cleugh by Bran Graeme Nairne
Further exploration north of Stanhope reveals a landscape knotted with old scar tissue.
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Hedge by Michelle Werrett
Walking along this lane, I was aware the mud I trampled through held the memory of Audrey’s footprints.
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Leavings by Melanie Viets
The kids carry in well water for the baths and the cranky, gas-powered washing machine.
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Landlocked by Francesca Brooks
There is a dampness that sustains the teeming, liveliness of life on every surface of this landscape.
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On Noise by David Higgins
I’ll tolerate the groan of earth, the crack of stone, the whispering of worms.
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Dead Man’s Lane by Georgina Gardner
Yet, people stood here once, posies with herbs and rose petals in hand.
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Hiraeth and Hwyl: The Sea of Content by Kumari Tilakawardane
The ocean doesn’t care one iota about you, or your body, your mind, your problems or your poorly thought-out grudges.
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