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Birdlife

Birdlife

“It was brutal, but wasn’t that what nature was, what we were, made brutal by our drive to survive?”

Late Light

Late Light

“Paolo felt for each step like a child in the dark. There was a rattle coming from his insides, like a shaken bag of scrabble letters; clink, clink, clink.”

Poems to grow by

Poems to grow by

“We clamoured to be told the stories she had told us a thousand times before”

Tramp

Tramp

“Once we’ve parted ways and I’ve set off around the fields, trying not to notice the stakes hammered in around the perimeters of both fields, I feel the jolt of reality. To walk here wouldn’t be possible for much longer – once the fence was up, it was up. It wouldn’t be coming down again. Each fence post suddenly feels like a line drawn in the sand.”

Running

Running

‘As an adult I’ve always likened running to ironing – it’s just showing off. I’ve looked at runners and thought, but what are they actually running away from?’

There and back again

There and back again

When we reach the station we discover the Station Tea Room. We push open the door, hovering, masked, in the doorway. “Can we come in?” we ask Dominic and Roger, working at a table. “Of course”, they reply, smiling.

Only Connect

Only Connect

“For small creatures such as we, the vastness is bearable only through love.”
As the light changes I begin to think about the big stuff and Carl Sagan’s wisdoms come to mind.

Rich pickings

Rich pickings

‘One day Theo handed me a roll of electric fencing. “Hold this for a second, Nels,” he said. “You won’t connect it, will you?” I ask. “Nah, course not,” he says.’

Jacqueline Saphra: Poetry Workshop & Reading

Jacqueline Saphra: Poetry Workshop & Reading

Poetic Licence present a workshop and reading with T.S Eliot prize- shortlisted poet Jacqueline Saphra.

iamb ~ poetry seen and heard

iamb ~ poetry seen and heard

“They say the sincerest form of flattery is imitation. Let’s hope, then, that those behind The Poetry Archive – this project’s inspiration – are flattered, sincerely, by what we’re building here: a place for more poetic voices to be heard … literally.” ​~ Mark Antony Owen, Creator 

Together apart

Together apart

“Sorry,” the woman says to her invisible friend, murmuring hello to the dog as he lifts his head to her in greeting, “it’s just someone holding the gate for me.” Together apart. Together, together again. Sort of.

Poetry comes back to the Pub in Sandford

Poetry comes back to the Pub in Sandford

Poetic Licence are back at the Lamb for an evening of poetry with Devon poets Chrissy Banks and Ysella Sims

Poetry reading with Chrissy Banks & Ysella Sims

Poetry reading with Chrissy Banks & Ysella Sims

Join us for an evening of poetry, with Chrissy Banks & Ysella Sims; hosted by Bard of Exeter, Tim King.

you are here

you are here

“This morning I circled the sloping woodland,
its gaping mine shafts, fly-tipped and ivy strangled,
the chimney on its perch, rook-claimed and crumbling.”

A collection of poems about memory identity and belonging, inspired by the rugged beauty of West Devon.

Making the jump

Making the jump

The swallows return and we host our first gathering in the garden, leading me to reflect on what makes it possible to make leaps of faith.

Cartwheeling

Cartwheeling

The natural world bounds and cartwheels back to life, bringing opportunities for much-missed connections.

The view from the hill

The view from the hill

A reflection on our relationship with the natural world in light of a proposed development on a green field site in Sandford

Tell Me Something – Episode 2

Tell Me Something – Episode 2

Episode 2 of Tell Me Something has landed!

Crediton Radio – One Year On

Crediton Radio – One Year On

A year after it started, Ysella catches up with Crediton Radio founder Jake Lloyd to see how plans are progressing for the community radio station

Bita kaulo munthos

Bita kaulo munthos

February turns from darkness to light as the days lengthen, life begins to push up out of the earth and we find reasons to have hope.