Bird 95 – Black Vulture

On January 17 this year, one of America’s greatest poets, Mary Oliver, died. I’ve never been someone who spent a lot of time reading poetry, but Oliver’s insights into life, nature, death, the crossroads where humanity meets them, and how we often fail to recognise our own connection to the natural world, never failed toContinue reading “Bird 95 – Black Vulture”

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