I imagine the most vulnerable part of a birdIs beneath its wing;The one place hidden when perched.When I think of howTheir flight dependsOn its exposure,I
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There Are No Fixed Stars – Day Thirty-Seven – Joy
I look at this photograph, and I see joy –That it is possible to raise your armsIn found sunlightAnd feel glad;Despite low tide,And the loss
There Are No Fixed Stars – Day Thirty-Six – Fulfilment
Which doors that others have passed through have you closed off for yourself?As I ask, I wonder; is this question for me, or you, or
There Are No Fixed Stars – Day Thirty-Three – Time
In the Town of the KnightI walkWithout swordOr ceremonyOr aught for which to fightBut time –My timeAnd worthMy protection. By Emma Hynes This image and
There Are No Fixed Stars – Day Twenty-Nine – Perception
What do you see when you encounter this image?Is there anything in it, or about it, that inspires action in you?If so, what?If not, what
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