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Freedom to Admit

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Almost dead

but not afraid

nor believing

that death will come.

Down, past centuries

with a flaw like glass

embedded in my heel

or like each day coming, going

without release in that day.

Farther from the umbrella

farther from the impossible

shadowless valley

from where the rich chestnuts grow

and comfort finds its way close to the

trembling chest.

Almost dead

and never quite

reviving.

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Copyright © 2006 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Boston Poetry Magazine”

 

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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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