Eternal Flower
It’s one thing to be in the underground of growth, laying roots. Another to be a sprout. And quite another to be on the precipice of no longer remaining as tiny leaves, but flowering. Continue reading Eternal Flower
It’s one thing to be in the underground of growth, laying roots. Another to be a sprout. And quite another to be on the precipice of no longer remaining as tiny leaves, but flowering. Continue reading Eternal Flower
A response to Nietzsche’s widespread philosophy of Amor Fati. This is Libera Fatum. Loving your fate and setting your fate free are two very different things. Continue reading Libera Fatum
For those who are in-between chapters in their lives, this poem holds the key to what you must do while waiting. A surprising but simple order: be like a child in the waiting room at a doctor’s office. Play. Continue reading Between Costumes
A black-out poem from an old Robert Louis Stevenson piece turned anti-war as a critique of romanticised ‘honour’ in bloodshed. Continue reading Men at Arms
All great things began with a trying fool. Continue reading Play the Fool
A poem that reflects on cross-cultural love using soft, impressionist imagery and intentional symbols across nations. Partly inspired by Giovanni Pascoli’s L’ora Di Barga. Continue reading Bells Between Barga
Ailsa Gillies reflects on the mother-child bond through the eyes of a bird after visiting the Ufizzi Gallery in Florence. The Bird of Madonna is a soft reflection on how a mother’s devotion can become self-sacrificial, until the child learns to tend its own wounds. Continue reading The Bird of Madonna
Is it better to be good or honest? Ailsa Gillies reflects on the lineage of ‘good’ people that have come before her, noting that self-sacrifice is not romantic, but a quiet stirring of resentment and grief. Continue reading Inherited Goods
Big Feelings in a small world. This poem comes from the healing found from internal reconciliation, not from the repentance of those who hurt you. Continue reading Big Feelings
Start at 26. Start at 40. Start at 65. Ailsa Gillies reflects on what it means to reclaim your lost light. Continue reading Lost Light