ext_41418 ([identity profile] icarus-chained.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] sylph_fics 2009-01-04 08:40 pm (UTC)

*smiles sheepishly* Well, I'm actually named for ours, sort of. In Ireland, there is a kind of poem called an 'Aisling', where the spirit of Eire appears to the poet as a fairy woman. An Aisling is a kind of patriotic vision, and Ireland is personified in it as Eire, the fairy woman. This kind of poem was pretty popular in the early twentieth century in particular, when the independance movement was in full swing, and the mood could be mournful, regretful or stridently hopeful, depending on when exactly you're catching the poet in question. Eire is beautiful, wise and longsuffering, with a hint of mischief.

*blinks* What do you know? Those Irish lessons actually came in handy!

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