Shelves

Our “Shelves” category features all manner of literary writing, including personal essay, poetry, fiction, and texts that are hard to classify.

Fallen Leaves

Fallen Leaves

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So these leaves, they keep reappearing in my work. They first started showing up way back in 1999 and periodically take precedence over other themes. I doubt the series will ever be finished. After all this time I am still irresistibly attracted to fallen leaves; amazed by their shapes, and seduced by their colours. I like to hold them in my hand; such light, delicate things. Balanced precariously on the brink of dissolution they provide one final burst of colour before they fade away to grey.

And as in life, time is short. It is only a matter of hours before the extraordinarily vibrant colours vanish. Hence the importance of sketchbooks. It is crucial to get these fleeting colours down on paper as soon as possible, to create a record of what once was. These sketches provide an important reference, and a never ending source of inspiration.

Jenny Gilbertson Painting
I hold fragility in my hands
a certain lightness of being
vulnerable as a feather
brittle
as old parchment

tracing edges with my eyes
my fingers
create an echo
forms outlined
caressed with subtle colour

soft pastel shades of pink
and yellow
and maroon
a flash of blood red
across dark rust

deep grey blue
green into grey
fading always
always fading
to grey

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A Bend in the Road

A Bend in the Road

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Spaniel

Spaniel

I stare at my profile pic. I don’t smile. I’m not a bad person. The last bad thing I did, the last nasty thing, I did when I was only ten.

2021 Wishes

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Fallen Leaves

Fallen Leaves

As in life, time is short. It is only a matter of hours before the extraordinarily vibrant colours vanish. Hence the importance of sketchbooks.

A Bend in the Road

A Bend in the Road

Christopher Bowen sits down with the founder and editor of Bending Genres to talk about their literary journal, their writing community, and the future of their empire

Spaniel

Spaniel

I stare at my profile pic. I don’t smile. I’m not a bad person. The last bad thing I did, the last nasty thing, I did when I was only ten.

2021 Wishes

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Art – Essential or Not?

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Is art essential then? According to my Warhol-inspired interpretation, art is individual freedom, drawing from a collective source. It is the need, the desire to create despite the challenges of one’s own time, it is an invitation to see beauty between disasters, listen up, slow down, but also live out loud. So, it is essential.

Welcome to The Art of Everyone

In writing my book Everything Else, I realised everybody has their own “everything else”—the thoughts and stories, the experiences, the skills, the imagination, the dreams.

Left unexplored or unshared, they can leave a void, depriving our spirit of something beautiful and nourishing. Having learned that, I created the space here to manifest my own "everything else," and to help others share theirs.

The path here is lined with flowers, the walls are endless, the shelves inviting, the table is set, and there is room for adventure. Bring your own creations or just open your soul for a retreat. This is a space to breathe. Leave the conventional world behind and enjoy.

Thank you for being here.