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-Four – Safety
The insect desiring safetyFinds a rock.And when I lift it,They scatterTo another. Is it that they have seen too much?Or not enough? By Emma Hynes
Music and Performances by Emma Hynes
May 2020 Music is one of my lifelong and strongest passions. I have performed solo for many years as a singer-songwriter, and have been both
A Stranger in my own Town
I’ve lived in Dublin my whole life, so it might seem safe to assume I know the city inside out. Or do I? There isn’t a
