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“Swarms of bees, beetles, soft music of the world, a gentle humming; brent geese, barnacle geese, shortly before All Hallows, music of the dark wild torrent. (Medieval poem by a monk of Ynys Enlli, an island off the coast of Wales)”

Quote by Robert Macfarlane

Work

The Wild Places

This book is a journey through various wild places, highlighting the beauty and importance of unspoiled natural environments. more

Author

Robert Macfarlane
Robert Macfarlane

Robert Macfarlane is a British writer renowned for his contributions to nature writing. His works delve into the relationship between humans and the natural world, exploring the impact of nature on the human psyche. more

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