This is not the writing on the wall. This is not the writing on the wall. This was not the predicted end. – Brendan Hayes Photographs by Natalie Woociker:
Tag: Limerick
B.j.S. – Box Piece No. 1
B.j.S. – Box Piece No. 1 Stop – Look Around – B.j.S.
Lotte Bender on Old Clare Street
A place where once desire lines, Lay, traced across the grass. . Now our thoughts are hidden, Beneath concrete, gone are our tracks. – Lotte Bender
Tim Cunningham on Mathew Bridge
The Singers and the Dancers (You shall have singing and dancing enough.’ – Sheriff Francis Lloyd, Limerick, 1798) Another summer morning on Mathew Bridge, Another thrush trilling her repertoire And the same sun dancing on the Shannon As it surges towards the sea. A different tune those centuries ago When singing was…
Rita Ryan on Pery Square
The Sinking Church in Pery Square Curiosity got us going,A bunch of seven year olds,So very bold,To the sound of ‘into a Protestant church you must not go’,Echoing in our ears, It didn’t help to dispel our fears. Down Pery Square we went,Brave as could be, Maybe old nick the Devil to see. Nervously giggling in we…
Lucey Bowen outside the Old Town Hall Building – Rutland Street
The Old Town Council Building Remember: democracy is like these walls, it harkens back to Greece and Rome. Remember: politics is people discussing how their society should be governed. Remember: gather in coffee shops, read newspapers, argue. Remember: to be a citizen in the city is to walk its streets. – Lucey Bowen Lucey…
Sheila Fitzpatrick O’Donnell on Clancy Strand by the Treaty Stone
Gabriel Slouched upon the footpath He hugged, A brown paper bag, Between swigs of tawny wine Voluptuous lips ranted. A mind-full of intelligence Peered through Water-filled eyes And weather beaten face. Each crease weighed a ton. On those lousy grey winter days Fierce winds charged with a rush From Thomond bridge Silently,…
Clare Dollard reading her Poem G.P.O. as part of the ‘Street Line Critics’ Project
Clare Dollard reading her poem G.P.O. as part of the ‘Street Line Critics’ project in the White House Wednesday (31-07-13). Thanks again to Clare for an excellent performance and continued promotion of the project. Many thanks and gratitude also to Lucia Brunetti for recording and editing this footage.
Neil McCarthy on Catherine Street
Excerpt from ‘Mouth of a Basking Shark’ . Conversation has long been a dying art, patrons of the cafe glued to laptops, propped up like headstones in a forgotten cemetery, rigid in their reluctance to talk. – Neil McCarthy http://www.neilmccarthypoetry.com/ Photographs taken by Natalie Woociker:
Eric O’Neill on Robert Street
A mighty smith did forge nearby, The work was hot and heavy, I say with a sigh. Smiths toiled in the darkness of a smoke filled place, The above bronze plaque leaves, its only trace. Now its time to remember the trades of old, Their work is all around us,it needs respect, and its story…