A poem by Philip PJ. On 23rd March 2020 the UK entered its first lockdown. I wrote this poem during the first wave of the coronavirus about hope and the calming perspective it can give us.
By Rachel Yu Cheng Chan. It has been almost two years since I left my home country to pursue my history degree here in Sheffield. Like every international student, I developed homesickness during my stay. Currently, as a third year student doing a dissertation for history, it was a surprise to me that I only […]
By Hannah McCann. ‘We all want quiet. We all want beauty … we all need space.’ In this past year, the importance of nature and outside spaces has never been greater. Many turn to nature as a form of therapy, a way to unwind and relax. The National Trust has for many provided this green […]
By Catherine Kennedy. Sheffield general cemetery can be accessed via Cemetery Avenue, off Ecclesall Road. These days it is adjacent to an urban thoroughfare and the Sheffield Hallam Collegiate Campus, but when it was purchased for development, the site was an ex-quarry and its location was sufficiently rural for potential customers to worry about the […]
By Lewis O’Brien. “Yet did I never breathe its pure serene/ Till I heard chapman speak out loud and bold:/ Then felt I like some watcher of the skies/ When a new planet swims into his ken” – On first looking into Chapman’s Homer. Never has John Keats’ optimism been more relevant than over the […]
By Jade Burnett. The walk along the Hartlepool coast is one lined with the memories of Britain’s social and cultural history. As a historic seaside resort, and a former naval industrial center, the town’s coastline has a great deal to tell us about working class life in Britain, from leisure to war.
By Madeleine Weir. A video project detailing the culture, place and people within the town of Glastonbury, looking at the themes of Spirituality and mindfulness.
By Robert Curtis It’s a cold day in February. The sun that shone for much of the morning has faded, and up in the hills a thick fog descends. A harsh wind lashes your cheeks, and you can barely see a dozen paces ahead on the gravelly path that takes you onward over the Hathersage […]