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On Future Primitive podcast


One night in late September, I had the chance to speak with Joanna Harcourt-Smith for her Future Primitive podcast. This was a meeting between generations: Joanna lived through the wild heart of the 1960s counterculture in California and its aftermath, something we touch on at points in our conversation. It was also a chance to talk about the journey from Dark Mountain to a school called HOME, as...

Believing in Holidays: A Conversation with Elizabeth Slade


Published on Dark Mountain’s Online Edition to accompany the release of SANCTUM, a special issue on ‘the sacred’. Extract from ‘The God-Shaped Hole’ by Elizabeth Slade We sit on cushions in a circle, about 25 of us surrounding one lit candle. Each of us is invited to place a personal object in the middle. Some put jewellery, a hat, a piece of quartz. I stay still, very conscious...

Childish Things


It was September and I hadn’t seen Ruben all summer, but there he was, the same as ever, gangly and lounging, his hair cropped almost to the bone, his eyes alert; a kid from the wrong side of town who turns the skills his childhood taught him into art.

You Want It Darker


The regular mechanisms of political narration are breaking down. The pollsters lose confidence in their methods, the pundits struggle to offer authoritative explanations for events that they laughed off as wild improbabilities only months before.

A Farewell to Uncivilisation


The skies opened and all the waters in them fell at once. It was a rain so hard I remember the weight of it on my shoulders, so loud you had to shout to have a chance of being heard. Yet, uncommonly for England in summer, it was not a miserable rain. There was something triumphant about it

The Crossing of Two Lines


The walls of the house on the Antešić land at Rab were built in the last years of the Kingdom of Yugoslavia, but three generations would go by, and two wars, before it came to have a roof. They were a metre thick, those walls, made of local stone, the openings in places no architect would think to put them. It was the brothers Stjepan and Mile Antešić who began the building. On the island, the...