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Robin Walter reads Arbor Vitae
Robin Walter reads his poem Arbor Vitae.
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Robin Walter at the Shaftesbury Book Festival
Robin Walter speaking about how we can liver better with our arboreal neighbours at the Shaftesbury Book Festival.
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TREE: Living Near Woods by Gill Horitz
When words were no longer on the tip of my mother’s tongue one of the first to go was ‘tree’.
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TREE: Sometimes a Moon by Jane Routh
The summer view of the hills is filtered through its green leaflets, just beginning to yellow as I write this at the beginning of October.
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TREE: Life Cycle by Ruth Bradshaw
The amorphous, anonymous mass of tangled greenery that I have too often ignored on previous visits to the woods begins to take on a new significance.
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Spring and its discontents by Robin Walter
I am beginning to feel the strings tug and draw me up again, restoring my shape.
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