Description
The bat is a liminal thing – our only flying mammal, a dusk dweller and symbol of death and otherness in many cultures. They are also expressive, bizarre, tricksterish, and strangely beautiful – able to hunt and manoeuvre in the dark with consummate skill, moving at the speed of a camera shutter. Battalion is your alternative encyclopedia battanica – a live, writhy cave colony of facts, findings and sonic experiments from a fission-fusion of writers. Add your own inky skitterings to the mix, bring it out on your evening flit. Take after its denizens: open your mouth and listen to the sky.







Counting Backwards
Book of Mercy
Comic Poems
Four Poems
This Is Yarrow
Ten Poems by The Romantics
101 Poems About Childhood
The Mighty Stream
Eliza's Babes