Authors of Our Own Ambitions

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Sahara Desert, Morocco, 2014.

Sahara Desert, Morocco, 2014.

As we forge through the transformative, tumultuous, and sometimes traumatic years of our twenties with our engines operating at full steam, it often seems to be that an inevitable fate is bound to befall us at some point in time. It might occur at a particular moment in which we suddenly find ourselves running on autopilot mode, thereby serving as a catalyst…

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  • #alain de botton #ambitions #butterfly effect #chaos theory #distance #dreams #future #happiness #infinity #life #meaning #mortality #neil gaiman #possibilities #raisond&039;être #success #the holstee manifesto #time #transience #travel
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7000 Different Languages, and then One

7000 Different Languages, and then One

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Wiltshire, England, 2011.

Wiltshire, England, 2011.


It is said
that the Inuit have
a hundred words
just for snow.

She could
easily invent
a thousand words
just for him.

Yet here they were,
no words were spoken.
But soon she realised:
there was no need for words.

For there may exist
7000 different languages,
but here with him,
she only knew one.

- Agnes Chew

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  • #inuit #language #life #love #madness #magic #poetry #possibilities #words
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Of Appetence and Dancing Stars

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Bali, Indonesia, 2014.

Bali, Indonesia, 2014.

Appetence:
a longing or desire;
an instinctive inclination;
an attraction or natural affinity.

In Thus Spoke Zarathustra,
Nietzsche spoke through him:
“You must have chaos within you
to give birth to a dancing star.”

Each time I read your words,
an explosion of fireworks
bursts forth, lighting the sky
in variegated colours.

- Agnes Chew

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  • #chaos #distance #dreams #friedrichnietzsche #happiness #life #love #madness #magic #poetry #thus spoke zarathustra #words
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Lost Reveries

Kyoto, Japan, 2010.

Kyoto, Japan, 2010.

We,
we,
we were.
You and I
are alas not we,
for you are you, and I? Am lost.
Our ever after: dreams lost in doleful reverie.

- Agnes Chew

Note: This poem marks my foray into writing with Oulipian constraints, and is inspired by Fibonnaci poetry which marries both mathematics and poetry within a single creation. A Fibonnaci poem draws reference from the Fibonnaci sequence in mathematics (0,…

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  • #fibonacci poetry #love #math #oulipo #poetry #reverie #sadness
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The Indubitable Duality of Being

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Bagan, Myanmar, 2013.

Bagan, Myanmar, 2013.

In the sixth century B.C., Greek philosopher Parmenides remarked that the world was a dichotomous one that was divided into contrasting pairs of opposites. In his view, one particular set of opposites prevailed over the other. For instance, in considering pairs such as happiness and sadness, he believed that happiness triumphed over sadness. Likewise, notions of warmth,…

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  • #beauty #duality #friedrichnietzsche #happiness #interdependence #life #love #meaning #mortality #osho #parmenides #raisond&039;être
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Uncharted Depths

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Phuket, Thailand, 2014.

Phuket, Thailand, 2014.

The moment where
searching eyes meet
across distance,
suspended time.

The ebb and flow
of conversation;
the crash of waves,
a lost song resounds.

He never knew
he could be lost in
uncharted depths
of another’s eyes.

- Agnes Chew

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  • #distance #dreams #love #madness #ocean #poetry #possibilities #strangers #water
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Once Upon a Time

Phuket, Thailand, 2014.

Phuket, Thailand, 2014.

A sea of cornfields
glitters like gold
under the open sky.
In its embrace lay
two beating hearts.

Once upon a time,
there lived a boy
who loved a girl.
But he did not know
the girl loved him too.

“Isn’t this beautiful?”
she said, as the sun fell
“Yes,” he said, his eyes on hers.
I would like to stare into your eyes
and see what you see with them.

On the day they built a telephone,
she placed…

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  • #dreams #happiness #love #madness #magic #nature #poetry
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A Dream of Swimming

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Hokkaido, Japan, 2014.

Hokkaido, Japan, 2014.

The ocean between us
swells and diminishes,
diminishes and swells;
a pulsating heart sings.

Might we one day traverse
insurmountable distance
between water and soul;
distant call of a seagull.

The dance of rolling waves
from colliding currents
beckons in every last light;
a dream: we are swimming.

- Agnes Chew

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  • #distance #infinity #love #madness #magic #ocean #poetry #possibilities #time #travel #water
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A Parting Sonnet

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Singapore, Singapore, 2014.

Singapore, Singapore, 2014.

There is sadness in joy, joy in sadness;
we of the present moment, ebullient,
hear our laughter, like falling petals
perfumed with melancholy, so transient.

The sorrow of an imminent goodbye
lies in the taffeta of bliss it weaves.
There are a hundred reasons as to why
the branches grieve over its parting leaves.

From bittersweet ache is a knowledge born;
delight in…

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  • #happiness #life #poetry #sadness #suffering
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Pyre of Pages

Smouldering Pages

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Phuket, Thailand, 2014.

Phuket, Thailand, 2014.

I fell in love with you
from a time forgotten.
Once a week, we would meet,
I, ever voracious.

You had illuminated my world
with possibilities, secret worlds.
With you, I learned and began to see
magic in the commonly unseen.

I grew up surrendering to you
hours and weeks, alongside my heart.
And as I carried parts of you home,
along the way, I found in you home.

But to…

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  • #books #censorship #heinrich heine #library #national library board #reading
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Of Flying and Falling

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Florence, Italy, 2011.

Florence, Italy, 2011.

Last night,
I dreamt of flying.

The catapult
from your lips
sent me soaring:
an endless trajectory;

the presence
of your absence
set my world
in oscillation.

a deluge
dispossessed,
breaching the levees,
the left of my chest.

Tonight,
I find myself falling.

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  • #love #madness #magic #poetry
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A Song of Sadness

Krabi, Thailand, 2013.

Krabi, Thailand, 2013.

Unwritten words
creating an ache,
in a silent lacuna,
that reverberates.

You and I;
under a spell.
Measureless,
like an imaginary kiss.

Could a circle
one day find its end;
might it be true:
a forever finite?

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  • #love #madness #poetry #sadness
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Why I Write

Cabo da Roca, Portugal, 2011.
Cabo da Roca, Portugal, 2011.

Cabo da Roca, Portugal, 2011.

Why do I write?

Because I love to read. Because I have fallen so wholly in love with words since I was a little girl, finding solace and secret worlds in them in the quiet darkness of the night, curled up in bed, or, on a moving bus, trying to catch the dancing alphabets as they bobbed up and down, teasingly, seemingly in an attempt to evade from my sight, but…

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  • #books #dreams #happiness #life #love #loveundwanderlust #meaning #passion #possibilities #raisond&039;être #reading #sylviaplath #words #writing
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A Drop of Colour

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Linz, Austria. 2011.
Linz, Austria. 2011.

Linz, Austria. 2011.

A drop of colour
falls into water;
unravelling possibilities,
creating chaos.

Between the shadows
an artist appears;
painting landscapes
of dancing willows.

Before the easel
lies there his muse.
His fingertips, brushes;
her skin, his canvas.

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  • #art #love #madness #magic #possibilities
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Beyond Wanderlust

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Budapest, Hungary, 2011.
Budapest, Hungary, 2011.

Budapest, Hungary, 2011.

What makes a traveller? One who has been to a great number of countries, who has covered extensive distances across remote lands, or one who has seen countless mountain ranges, volcanos, and waterfalls?

A self-proclaimed traveller at heart, I do not deny that I myself suffer from a severe case of wanderlust, always wishing to travel to every single country in the world,…

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  • #fernweh #life #love #marcelproust #possibilities #samuel coleridge #travel #voyage around my room #wanderlust #william wordsworth #xavier de maistre
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