Jane Lovell

a stone ridge exposed by wind,a lip of stone curled at the glaucous wind,its harrying across blown snow;a skyline ridge, blade-and-socket spineof something fossilised, claws sunkin the hidden world below;a ridge of stone, a pebbled eggabandoned in its cleft, the embryoa shock of livid skin in frozen oils;a granite ridge, its icebound edgeorbited by tracks of lupine shadowswerving out across the void.

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Jane Lovell is an award-winning British poet whose work focuses on our relationship with the planet and its wildlife. Her latest collection is the prize-winning The God of Lost Ways (Indigo Dreams Press). Jane also writes for Dark MountainPhotographers Against Wildlife Crime and Elementum Journal. She lives in Kent and is Writer-in-Residence at Rye Harbour Nature Reserve.

Volume 8, Number 1

Scottish Borders

Reliquiae is a literary journal of landscape, nature and mythology. It interleaves ecologically aware writing from the past and present, ranging from the ethnological to the philosophical, the lyrical to the visionary. It is published biannually in May and November.

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