There Are No Fixed Stars – Day Twenty-Two – Skylines

When you think of yourself in relation to the sky, what is it that comes to mind?
For me, it holds the infinite.
It is my reason to look up.
It symbolises all that cannot be grasped
By either intellect, or hand,
And is therefore the very definition of possibility.
In this time of obstruction,
I cannot experience flight in cloud;
That moment of emergence,
Of finding yourself above it all,
In purest blue.
But from the ground, I have the trees;
Ever reaching for it
With each passing month –
Their leaves,
My hands.
And when gravity and the season insist they fall,
I’ll write lines with mine,
While they will right the earth;
This is what nourishes the whole –
What makes it stronger, so that,
When next spring’s buds appear,
We might rise among the stars.

By Emma Hynes

This image and story are part of a project I have devised called There Are No Fixed Starsmy creative response to living with COVID-19 restrictions. On 22 October 2020, Ireland’s highest level of protective measures was invoked nationwide for a period of six weeks. Starting on that date, and continuing for the duration, I plan to capture a new image each day, and write a piece inspired by it. The only restrictions are that I take the photograph and write the text within this timeframe. To receive these daily posts to your inbox, you can subscribe by hitting the follow button to the right, and entering your email address. They will also be posted to my Instagram, Twitter and Facebook profiles; I may even read a selection on my YouTube channel. You can follow or subscribe to any of those at the links below. In a time when variety, freedom, stimulation and spontaneity are necessarily inhibited, my hope is to experience these each day through the creation of something new, and that the resulting pieces might do the same for anyone who chooses to view or read them.

Emma Hynes
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There Are No Fixed Stars
Day One – A Creative Response to Now
Day Two – Suspension
Day Three – From the Perspective of the Dahlia
Day Four – The Writer at Dawn
Day Five – Beneath the Viaduct
Day Six – Nature’s Book
Day Seven – The Lighthouse
Day Eight – Formations
Day Nine – Rebirth
Day Ten – Light Source
Day Eleven –Takeaway
Day Twelve – Vigilance
Day Thirteen – Defiance
Day Fourteen – Exposure
Day Fifteen – Platform
Day Sixteen – Momentum
Day Seventeen – The Point of Shelter
Day Eighteen – The Honest Writer
Day Nineteen – Moored
Day Twenty – Selfhood
Day Twenty-One – Assurance

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