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with the martello journal

Carrying Home

by anthony wade

When Home among cousins
and the green fields of summer play,
or walking a gently-grassed bóithrín*
hedged high, red-blue fuchsia bells
tinkling silently in the constant sea-breeze,
and, as free as the hares in the fields,
running barefoot and unseen
on soft yellowed open strands,
springing across glistening
sea-shaped stones blessed
by a withdrawing tide,
with the stretching sea
murmuring an untiring summer song
to clouds sailing a big wind
across a reaching sky,
London seemed unreal and distant
but for many of us, born here, or there,
hard London with its
choking smog-heavy winter streets
and summer’s loud and busy black smelly roads
of heated tarmac greedily grasping underfoot
was where the future lay
with its long promise of harder wealth
but always carrying songs of Home,
and the dream of one day returning.

bóithrín: boreen: literally small road; narrow,
often poorly paved, rural road in Ireland.

Anthony Wade is an Irish, England-trained graduate lawyer with a Masters Degree who worked in The Netherlands, the only child of an Irish migrant mother into England.  Now a Forward Prize nominee, he published a first poem in 2018 after moving to Ireland enabled him to find his poetic voice and since in poetry journals in Ireland, including The Madrigal, Britain, India and the US, in print and online.  He lives happily by the sea and is an active member of the Midleton Writers’ Group. Twitter@anthonywadepoet.

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