The Learned Pig

Art – Thinking – Nature – Writing

Category: Writing

  • Shorelines Festival 2013

    Shorelines Festival 2013

    The perennial danger of the small town literary festival is that it takes place solely within the confines of a conference centre / tent / town hall or other academic / municipal space. However well-advertised, accessible (geographically, financially) and welcoming, there is always then a potential for division between inside and outside. This becomes pronounced…

  • Untitled

    Untitled

      give me a coin for the slot machine sky, I said and she gave me the sun and the polka dancing stars were sequins on night’s black dress give me a coin for the slot machine sky, I said and she gave me the moon and the day was a smooth blue pebble give…

  • The Island

    The Island

    I. He covers my eyes with a blindfold of elderberries and makes me promise not to peek. He thrusts a lead in my hand and, with a clicking noise out the side of his mouth, it rapidly becomes clear that we are sitting in something and that the something is moving. I peek between my…