A video response to Thomas Hardy’s poem ‘Afterwards’ filmed in Dorset and showing nightjars at dusk.
Category: Hart of the Wud
Welcome to The Hart of the Wud, a phrase I’ve borrowed from Russell Hoban’s novel Riddley Walker. It’s a place in the wild forest, with all the resonances that entails.
I’ve been commissioned to write a piece for Nightjar Nights by English Nature and the Land Lines project at the University of Leeds.
Some thoughts about being locked into place, written from Little Toller Books’ blog, The Clearing, in April 2020.
What happens to Francis when he’s demoted to a rural posting? Wild Apples is a short story first published in Dark Mountain 14.