Our Georgian City With fanlights above, and doors of distinction below. These features of Georgian architecture obvious to those in the know. With red brick facades, carrying the dust and grime of many a year. Their golden proportions blinding to the thousands of visitors who stop and stare. Limestone plinths glimmer in the rain soaked…
Tag: O’Connell Street
Trista Hurley-Waxali outside the White House on O’Connell Street
You thank the cars who yield as you’re crossing, the same way you order a pint. Quick and honest. – Trista Hurley-Waxali
Paul O’Connell on O’Connell Street (Outside Augustinian Church)
I know what you’re thinking when you’re looking at me I see it in your eyes and I don’t like what I see But what your seeing is pain and misery Sorrow & tears and trying to come through adversity It’s been so long now I forgot the real me Night after night I’m tossing…
Elaine Hartigan on O’Connell Street
It’s just a street, Where strangers and friends meet, In winter the rain pours down, 11.30 pm on I rarely saw a frown. Melodies sprinkle through the air, Taking away all despair, Couldn’t count the times, The music transcends our minds. Its just a street, On which all cultures meet n greet, But even in…