I Can’t Land
I can’t land on these jagged places
of secondary love – voids and steep staircases and
darkness always hijacking spaces on the floor.
I can’t change the lack of water
or the narrow airwaves of hope. God
give me the final dream, let it arrive now
and bloom. I am tired of waiting, of planting
my sage and calcite, of healing only to let go.
I want to hold the beautiful fires forever, know for certain
that heaven has hatched and there is a tale to tell
out of the grey zone.
I want to be at ease in the mornings, catch
joy in my mouth, graced, no longer longing
for a place to breathe,
but to be just this person, myself –
a poet, proud.
Copyright © 2010 by Allison Grayhurst
First published in “PoetryMagazine” Fall 2011, under the title “can’t”
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