Tag: travel
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The Place Where Things Cannot be Measured
Before Assumptions / The Place Where Things Cannot Be Measured: two new poems taking inspiration from the natural world by Cabot Sayles.
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Meadow Grass / Unmake the Land
“In the tracks of grazing cattle and the oak tree’s swell” – a pair of new poems about labour and the land by writer Hannah Green.
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Stories from The Whale Road
A journey from Iceland across to the Faroe Islands and finally to Sweden, by illustrator, artist and author Helen Cann.
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Time Go Slow / The Violence Raga
Two new poems by Jonaki Ray exploring gender, marriage, migration, music, violence and the possibility of justice.
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Way-Hame Poems
“For a time, I used to get the train from Dunbar to Edinburgh and back again at least twice a week.” Poetry from a rhythmic commute – by Hannah Lavery.
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Placemaps
Daegan Miller, author of This Radical Land, on moving house, making maps, and finding home – from Massachusetts to Wisconsin to New York and back again.
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Hinge
My Body is a Forest; Self-Addressed; Elsewhere – three poems from Hinge, Alycia Pirmohamed’s new poetry pamphlet, published by Ignition Press.
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To Dig a Hole (You Create a Heap)
Here’s a joke… Question: Who made money during the Gold Rush? Answer: The ones who sold the shovels. “You were asked to dig a hole? Do you understand how that sounds very strange?” When I told this to a friend, they seemed perplexed. And while I was initially confused by their response,…
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Undertow
Walking the Edge A trusted mentor once told me, having read my work, “You often write about the meeting places of land and water.” She was right, though I’d never thought about the habit before; my tendency to do so was neither intentional nor premeditated. “There are few things more ancient than humans walking to…
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Hommes sous Hommes, II
In 2005, I went to Palestine for three weeks with my parents, my wife and our daughter, aged two. We were invited to carry out workshops with young artists and kids. A mural was painted on the wall of a playground in a camp next to Qalendia check point. We made several friends and knew…
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Hommes sous Hommes, I
In 2005, I went to Palestine for three weeks with my parents, my wife and our daughter, aged two. We were invited to carry out workshops with young artists and kids. A mural was painted on the wall of a playground in a camp next to Qalendia check point. We made several friends and knew…