
Jessica Traynor
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Jun 14, 2026
Live from Listowel Writers' Week (part 2)
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Enda WyleyGUEST
It was a shortcut, so we took the fairy path over the fields all those years ago after the pub closed, a group of us laughing and not afraid until the night claimed us and we were lost.

Jessica TraynorGUEST
lost.Boulders fierce around us, bushes prickling our arms, our footing uncertain in the soft soil.

Jessica TraynorGUEST
Then the others far ahead, I felt your hand in mine, warm life unexpected there, as you guided me towards distant voices, though we did not want to reach them.

Jessica TraynorGUEST
There were no rings, no children, no futures, until we heard, "Look, it's this way." And we saw the house lights ahead, stumbled through trees, pulled our hands apart.

Jessica TraynorGUEST
[applause] [gentle music] [applause] I'm going to bring you to a place where we'd all like to be right now, the sea.

Jessica TraynorGUEST
The train bends round the curve of Dublin Bay, and all of a sudden, the sea.