A Newly-Patterned Fingerprint
It’s the end
of my kind,
the last of my line
unfolding. And then
all of it will be different –
both the edge and the enlightenment
both the things precise
and the things undefined.
All of it that was smouldering
will be set ablaze,
and beauty and grace will be overflowing
like a drip-drop dream pure as reality.
It is the end – the place of no more new beginnings,
a place where the perfect light cannot fade
or grow too bright, and where ironic timing transforms
into an integrated, balanced life.
Copyright © 2006 by Allison Grayhurst
First published in “Boston Poetry Magazine”
“Allison Grayhurst intertwines a potent spirituality throughout her work so that each poem is not simply a statement or observation, but a revelation that demands the reader’s personal involvement. Grayhurst’s poetic genius is profound and evident. Her voice is uniquely authentic, undeniable in its dignified vulnerability as it is in its significance,” Kyp Harness, singer/songwriter, author.
“Allison Grayhurst’s poems are like cathedrals witnessing and articulating in unflinching graphic detail the gritty angst and grief of life, while taking it to rare clarity, calm and comfort. Grayhurst’s work is haunting, majestic and cleansing, often leaving one breathless in the wake of its intelligence, hope, faith and love amidst the muck of life. Many of Allison Grayhurst’s poems are simply masterpieces. Grayhurst’s poetry is a lighthouse of intelligent honour… indeed, intelligence rips through her work like white water,” Taylor Jane Green, Registered Spiritual Psychotherapist and author.