Somewhere Falling

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Somewhere Falling

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Take the blueness of daybreak. Laugh,

unbothered by the lucent

            shadows. Today I slept,

mawkishly normal, mild

behind the mirror. Already, I can feel

            the horizon issue forth

its brazen beauty… entering the

dusk of a new tomorrow. Disguising myself

            the same as yesterday, I resurrect

my war – caged in plastic garments.

You are right, we travel in circles,

            swallowed by the movements that affirm

our preconceptions. Are these dreams?

My breath sails between air-tight

            walls. I eat lemon-drops

by the moon, honoring my thirst

for solitude. Behind the wheel,

            the years dance

elusive before me, giving shape to

my soul. Turning, trespassing

the boundaries of time

& sea, I wash my face in the wind &

dissolve into the skinless sky –

            Transfigured.

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Copyright © 1991 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Skaz”, 1992, under the pseudonym on Jocelyn Kain (aka Allison Grayhurst)img278 img279 img280

Published in “A Joyful Noise” 1993

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“Grayhurst’s rapturous outpouring of imagery makes her poems easily enjoyable … Like a sear the poet seeks to fathom sensual and spiritual experience through the images of a dream.” Canadian Literature

 “Allison Grayhurst’s Common Dream is a massive book by a talented and enthusiastic young writer, with a feel for descriptive, meaningful verse. Philosophical and very deep,” Paul Rance, editor of Eastern Rainbow, U.K.,  spring 1993.

“Her poems read like the journal entries of a mystic – perhaps that what they are. They are abstract and vivid, like a dreamy manifestation of soul. This is the best way, in prose, one can describe the music which is … the poetry of Allison Grayhurst,” Blaise Wigglesworth Oh! Magazine

“Rich images and complex, shifting metaphors drive Allison Grayhurst’s poems. She focuses on sexual love and interior landscapes, widening to include the heart, eternity and all.”  Next Exit

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