By Lili Bird

I am with the cliffs tonight 
drenched in storm 
I am a wild 
shattering thing 
needle-toothed and 
breakable

full of old earthy 
echoes full 
of blood 

and I follow 

a path for fire-eyed things 
that want to nestle 
with the tempest. 

Lili Bird is a writer and visual artist from the Blue Mountains, Australia. Having spent a long time in the wilds of Canada, Iceland, Scotland, and her own rugged bushland home, Lili draws inspiration from her love of travel, road trips, and remote wilderness exploration. Central to her work are themes of duality, vulnerability, beauty, fear, and love, encapsulating her experiences as a young woman. Her writing has been published in Woman Cave Collective, and she recently had her first solo art show in Sydney.  

By Lili Bird

There is something volcanic 
behind his eyes 
that trowels 
nourishment 
like black soil succours
the wild gums

but not black 
they are the blue above 
the mountains 
with a little yellow 
just before 
the fade

perhaps he is the sky 
full of soft
and storm 
clouds that thrash 
deluge and bleed 
rainbows. 

Lili Bird is a writer and visual artist from the Blue Mountains, Australia. Having spent a long time in the wilds of Canada, Iceland, Scotland, and her own rugged bushland home, Lili draws inspiration from her love of travel, road trips, and remote wilderness exploration. Central to her work are themes of duality, vulnerability, beauty, fear, and love, encapsulating her experiences as a young woman.  Her writing has been published in Woman Cave Collective, and she recently had her first solo art show in Sydney.