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Image by Thomas Couillard

Shadow Side
By Anthony Wade

Secure within the glass

I watch morning winter rain,

gentle as a Mother laying a hand

lovingly on her child’s brushed hair,

 

contort into a rage

darkened with the mud

dragged out of the road's ruts,

tumbled stones sounding like shots,

 

a remorseless, implacable,

harsh and violent shadow side

as black and dense as the storms

that unwanted walk with each of us.

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Anthony Wade, London-born, raised by a deserted migrant Irish mother; knew poverty and prejudice. Thankfully, education, available and firmly grasped, brought university and a profession. Worked long in The Netherlands before a medical disability eventually brought him Home to his Mother’s county of Cork close to where he had spent childhood summers. He joined the local writers’ group in 2016, published his first poem in 2018, now a Forward Prize nominee with poetry published in print in Ireland, across Britain, India, Spain, the USA, and Canada, and more widely online. He can’t stop writing poetry.

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