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Now You Know

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Now you know the honeydew nectar

spread across the light – like a

limit – sweet but blurring.

It comes to blend the black to grey,

falsifying the true colour, gnawing

like an animal at its netted cage.

Now your fate is tightened –

has no large space to grow or rest to let it yield

towards strength, but it wanders

half-made, without proportion, agitated

like a mind unable to hold one clear sentence

but can hold terror nonetheless.

You do not exist the way you once thought.

You orbit the garden like a predator its prey,

never entering, never making the move to kill,

buckled under such tension, the sound

of your footsteps hurt, revolving,

devolving down the ant hole.

Almost decades, you turn from this exit to that exit

never finding the way out.

It has been this way. Almost

you can believe no other. Almost

your dream is gone.

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Copyright © 2006 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Subliminal Interiors”

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“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.

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