Anne Culhane’s Piece on Thomas Street
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Walking down Thomas street and loving the names of the shops ; ‘watercolours’ ‘Bella Italia’ ‘Medjana’ the names roll off the tongue.
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I see the brightness of the street. Its wideness makes me look left and right as I try to catch it all. People strolling, children skipping.
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I hear snippets of chat (‘Fair play Walter!’ ‘Did you get that dress?’ ‘Johnny, don’t run’, ‘Will you be much longer’ ‘Did you like your food Madam?’ as I pass the outdoor cafes.
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Laughter pulses up with the smoke from the cigarette, twirls in the air and gone and the space taken with the next sentence. More laughter.
– Anne Culhane
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