THE WORD WAS FLESH
It cleaves itself along the edges, chorusing and phosphorescent. It comes from the dark. Piles of bladderwrack seaweed lines the road
Emily Alice Spivey
Climate | Writing | Action | Scotland
Paperboats Zine
The urge to explore and celebrate all the kinds of lives of Planet Earth is stronger than ever, but the environmental and ecological crisis demands we also lift our eyes, and our voices, to species extinction and habitat loss, to what is happening to the forests and hills, the rivers and seas, our streets and gardens. The writer’s instinct to pay attention has never been more vital. Literature can help us to see the natural world – and our place in it – differently.