Sunlight: North Dublin

Sunlight: North Dublin
By Emma Lee

Squint-inducing sunlight
stops me here momentarily
looking up at a tenement block.
Damp babygros, teenagers’ jeans
moms’ skirts hang on improvised
washing lines on thin balconies.
Each floor sinks into the one below.
Each wall home to graffiti tags.
Rubbish stirs in the breeze.
The sunlight seems stronger
for being squeezed in the gap
between this block and a stark silhouette
of a city-grime encrusted church
putting these lives in shadow.

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