A Dome Annihilated. City reminds us of peace. At epicentre. It’s an eerie feeling, our first night in Hiroshima, under a darkened sky ripped open by lightning in a...
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A dandelion clock catches my eye. I must have seen a thousand and noticed none. Until now. I stop. Look. Contemplate. How do they tell the time? Watching the dandelion...
Buddhist Cemetery Thousands sleep in peace while one meditates, waiting for all our futures. Oku-no-in is a temple complex surrounded by a huge cemetery; the resting...
Drive Less Feel More Embrace the release of your mind from the wheel. Let the tips of your fi ngers touch light and not steel. Watch raindrops power into foil lake and...
The following poem is inspired by a crew member at Windermere Lake Cruises – a local company that runs pleasure cruises on England’s largest natural lake. I spend...
There’s a new way of navigating from A to B and it doesn’t involve Google. You just need a brother, a pen and a freckle. Or two… Joining the dots I...
Instagram can be addictive. Processing apps can lighten, sharpen and dramatise everyday objects and activities and make them see that little bit more aspirational, while...
Bamboo Blades Grass stronger than steel. Grows fast, cuts cloud, slices sun. Kung Fu Panda’s meal. Bamboo is not a tree species. It is grass. This seems illogical as we...
A while back the local paper published news of an innovative solution to bank holiday gridlock in the Lakes. Reaction was split; some said the Windermere cable car bid...
On some of the more picturesque bus routes in the central Lakes, if you can secure the panoramic window seat at the front of the top deck, you are in for a treat as...
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Kirstie Pelling
Kirstie is the creative force and chief poet in residence of poetinmotion.org She is available for residencies, as a conference poet and wedding poet. She is also co-founder of The Family Adventure Project and a regular contributor to many online travel communities.
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