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Beach
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Foreign,
at the bottom of an agony
to relish the sweet and wonderful
Earth, to see the painted
complexion of a twilight sky, smile
at the coming current of darkness,
holding out two arms to receive:
As I walk the pale pink sands, watching
the splendour of colours
transform and surround, the moon
gives out a breath and
is born.
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Copyright © 1997 by Allison Grayhurst
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First published in “Northern Cardinal Review”
http://northerncardinalreview.wordpress.com/2013/03/05/beach-allison-grayhurst/
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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.
Breath-taking. Such depth of the experience of Life.