JAMES WALSH is moved by a provocative and original take on the relationship between ecology and architecture, and a plea to work with, not against, the materials and minerals of our world
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Two poems from London Undercurrents
Well Versed is edited by Jody Porter
An immersive, participatory display by a queer Australian Aboriginal performer, and a rebellious unravelling of traditional Scottish dance
EWAN CAMERON witnesses a political farce that lacks a clear message
EWAN CAMERON picks out two fascinating music shows, fusing the Korean, and the Celtic, with the modern
BENJAMIN POTHIER suggests that Palaeolithic cave paintings in Spain point to the ceremonial use of hallucinogenic flora
The bard confirms that the right has a humour bypass, and replays the English Revolution on period instruments
Mrs Despard Gets My Vote
Nine Elms polling station, 14th December 1918
Truth told, I’m not savvy to the half
of what she says—but o what silver-
tongued fire she breathes! And what she’s done
for us Nine Elms lot is worthy of a saint.
There’s some as reckon
she’s earned her place in heaven
by mere fact of dwelling in our heaving
godforsaken corner of the globe.
And though she shows herself a lady
in her bearing, Mrs Despard ditched
all airs and graces long ago.
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