Years ago I spent time in a coastal village in the Philippines where they habitually used home-made explosives for fishing. Referred to generically as ‘dynamite’, they were nothing so powerful. In fact they were what used to be called ‘Sprengel mixtures’ after a nineteenth-century German che…
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‘The anglophone world, we have to infer, has run out of words for its own feelings.’
Daisy Hildyard on the wisdom of scarecrows.
‘What is the read receipt for?’
Lillian Fishman on texting, power and the ethics of leaving a friend on read.
‘Like pretty much everyone who uses the internet, I have seen many terrible things that I did not search for and that I cannot unsee.’
Rosanna McLaughlin on what the internet thinks she wants.
‘I have a pathological addiction to the internet, which I indulge with the excuse of making art. It rarely translates to anything good and mostly leaves me overstimulated and afraid.’
Paul Dalla Rosa on excess and the internet.
‘rumors of bees on speedwell, / no oxidative stress just / effortless pollination’
Two poems by Sylvia Legris.
‘The more we flock to view the disappearing glaciers, the faster they will vanish.’
‘There will always be an unbridgeable conceptual gap between our unique species and the rest.’
‘I am aged eight or nine, on a family outing by Thames water bus in London’.
‘Having my hair cut one morning in February 1999, I fell foul of one of those barber-shop discussions which are a feature of life here in Italy’.
‘Ice gets into the sea in two ways: it falls in from calving glaciers, or it forms during the winter. Both kinds are spectacular.’
‘The beasts of the forest drove me out. / The villagers barred their doors. / The gods turned the page.’
