There Are No Fixed Stars – Day Fifteen – Platform

The thing I recall about train platforms is not the waiting, it’s the looking;
At the names of new towns made familiar in your mouth;
At your finger as it finds a place on paper timetables encased;
At your feet on flecked tiles and local stone;
Your breath beneath canopies in winter – your summer shadow on other walls.
Your eyes, looking up – ahead – out onto tracks where the curve holds the promise of the unseen, and the yet-to-be-known;
The glorious nothingness, and the possibility of something.
Looking, as you see your train in the distance, and step forward.
Looking, through the noise of it all and the swell on approach.
Looking, to see a momentary glimpse of your own reflection as it slows, and you can say in the fullest of ways as you prepare to board –
I am here.

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

9 comments

  1. Stunning piece of writing Emma. It brings to mind station platforms at home and abroad we have stood on together. The beautiful, the not so beautiful, the colourful and the promise. Wonderful photograph too. Mam.

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