Lottie Williams ‘Why do some places hold you more than others?’ The rhetorical nature of Gaynor Funnell’s opening line in…
Gaynor Funnell Cynefin – i. The personal sense of belonging to a place. ii. The habitual tracks worn by animals…
Jane Fraser: A Conversation Between Texts I recently had the pleasure of reading Penbanc – Notes From a Welsh Farmhouse,…
Jon Gower It’s been a sterling year for books both from and about Wales, with the peerless Mike Parker exploring…
Gaynor Funnell I’ve only written creatively since living in Wales. Born in a small Welsh village with almost as many…
Gaynor Funnell If you walk further down the hedge line and follow it along the corner where it crosses Penrallt…
‘…and most I like the winter nests deep hid That leaves and berries fell into…’ (Edward Thomas) Gaynor Funnell February…
…a pale face hovering in the afterdraught of the spirit, making both ends meet on a scream… R.S.Thomas. Gaynor Funnell…
‘There is simply the rose; it is perfect in every moments of its existence’ Ralph Waldo Emerson Gaynor Funnell It’s…
Gaynor Funnell Parc Gwair (Hay field) Mid-morning, early July. The landlocked sea of seeding grass is waiting to be cut.…
Gaynor Funnell It’s the end of July and today the lane doesn’t look like my lane. Later than usual, the…
Gaynor Funnell Taking the left turn towards Nevern, I feel I know the essence of this lane now, after all…
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