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Six New Poems by Daril Bentley
The profession and art of direction
as by flash of fish in the sea.
How flawless synchronized swimming
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Lost Gardens: a time traveller’s itinerary by Fiona Davison
I spend my time diving into accounts of old gardens and, more often than not, these gardens have not survived the passage of time intact.
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The Sensory Attunement Coracle by Ryan Powell
Each spring a coracle king or queen would be chosen through a lottery and this person given to the river as a symbolic offering.
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Granite is the hardest word by Jennifer Hunt
Granite stacks surround these islands, shape-shifting with the tide.
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Circling Home by Laura Parker
Encircled by magic. No wonder the land has held me in its thrall.
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Casting by Fish Fischer
Sunlight shone through the tree canopy, bouncing and scattering in a random pattern, casting golden and green patches of light on the river.
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Stepping Around Uneven Ground by Karen Jane Cannon
Knowledge is not necessarily about ‘seeing’ everything, but about knowing somewhere.
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Commute of the Cormorants by Angela Evans
Notwithstanding the Dysynni valley’s scenic beauty, it is as much the result of human intervention as it is natural forces.
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Sailing By (One) by Jeremy Boyce
When it’s lively like that you need the vision of Nostradamus just to steer through the Hokusais.
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A Manifesto for Chesil by Sarah Acton
I acknowledge memory in multiple dimensions, where the collective power to make change lies. I will gather, collect, create, unafraid of storms that will pass through.
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The Unfinished Estate by Tim Edensor
With her dogs, and it was rumoured, a particularly vicious goose, she patrolled the estate in an archaic automobile.
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Earth Tongue by Sammy Weaver
I notice a cluster of russett brown, muscular tongues poking just above the grass, then more and more.
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