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Husband
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by you, by the light
I fall asleep. Because you are
my vowel, my “welcome home’ and
my sea in summer, I will sit
naked for you, never needing someone else.
I will be ready for winter,
for childbirth,
and days of stagnant pain.
Because you give wounds without evil,
a perspective of beauty in the weeds
and worries . . . because your faith
is unbroken by bitterness and others stand
against you trying to defeat
your incomparable strength . . . because
you carry the courage of a saint,
the energy of a child, a body
of perfect symmetry, for you I will
kill my myth and desperate needs.
I will join you on your lake where
mystery and safety meet and the living
gather – individual, whole.
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Copyright © 1997 by Allison Grayhurst
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First published in “Seeds”, 1997
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“Allison’s poetic prose is insightful, enwrapping, illuminating and brutally truthful. It probes the nature of the human spirit, relationships, spirituality and God. It is sung as the clearest song is sung within a cathedral by choir. It is whispered as faintly as a heartbroken goodbye. It is alive with the life of a thousand birds in flight within the first glint of morning sun. It is as solemn as the sad-sung ballad of a noble death. Read at your peril. You will never look at this world in quite the same way again. Your eye will instinctively search the sky for eagles and scan the dark earth for the slightest movement of smallest ant, your heart will reach for tall mountains, bathe in the most intimate of passions and in the grain and grit of our earth. Such is Allison Grayhurst. Such is her poetry,” Eric M. Vogt, poet and author.
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Okay, that’s it. Just when I thought it couldn’t get any better. Thank you, Allison Grayhurst for cleansing us, edifying us – being a beacon in a pornographic world of meaningless shallows that would take down the human potential depth and breadth in this most critical and sacred area of life. Thank you for your living will to do us better.
“Because you are
my vowel, my “welcome home’ and
my sea in summer, I will sit
naked for you, never needing someone else.”
“Because you give wounds without evil,
a perspective of beauty in the weeds
and worries . . . because your faith
is unbroken by bitterness and others stand
against you trying to defeat
your incomparable strength”