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The British ruling class is old, and it is clever. No one else in the world does the pomp and ceremony like us.

expand our experience with this transient light

in our eyes, undisturbed in an infinite way

feeling safe in the dark,

knowing the intimacy of each night:

black feather to the cheek.

The silver coin in my cup

is the Moon cast small.

The slight blade in my hand

is learning to plough the clay,

sowing prayer and memory.

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As I write this, Beltane is so very close. You can feel it in the land, a surge of energy bubbling up through the earth and bursting forth with tremendous beauty, a mirage of sound, colour and scent. Spring is well under way now and where I live, the land is blooming.

Join us for a discussion of Melinda Reidinger’s new book, The White Deer!

In the day, the forest and I were one. I was an animal in an animal’s habitat. In the night, I was an unwelcome human being in a bustling community of other-than-human beings.

When one is an animist, environmentalism isn’t merely about protecting the natural resources for the sake of conserving the resource to be consumable in the future. Instead, it is a way to honor the spirits. It is a way of venerating one’s ancestors.

By W. McCrae and R.G. Miga

By Kadmus

A poem from Alice Fulmer’s upcoming collection, Faunalia

Begins 15 April, 2023

Oppression takes many forms, and there is little use in ranking them. But it is possible that something we see every day looks less oppressive than something we almost never see in real life. There is oppression that becomes normalized, and we mistake that for it being “less oppressive”.

The gulls have been awake for hours already, if they ever slept at all, their calls loud and abrasive in the dark of the winter morning. They suit this place. Their cries ring out, triumphant in the face of winter, or perhaps relishing in it. This is their place after all.

A discussion with Alley Valkyrie on land loss and reconnection

My mind keeps going back to the sight of that sign on the cave floor, warning that someone was watching, the feeling of sacredness I had in the cave, and the sound of chainsaws outside.

A course by Alley Valkryie

Ocean pollution threatens the survival of all marine animals, and ours too. It’s difficult to understand the magnitude of the impact that litter has on our lives when we don’t see where it’s going, and how the path that leads to the extinction of so many aquatic species affects human life.

The first snowdrops pushing their heads up in my garden, emerging in the space of the few hours I'd been away. The evenings are growing lighter, the days lengthening steadily. Even amid despair, there is hope.