Here, Inside Us All
What do you call it,
the adulterous, inadequate
of the isolated crowd?
What do you call
the lion-hearted who pave
their way into the chilling
I have heard feet
hurry into the cradle of infinite
to find the centre where light
begins and echoes forth
its dreamy rays.
Outside, on the solid earth, they wander
as their existence diminishes with each forbidden
step. Though bewildered
with their origin and their heavy,
unexplained future, overburdened with the hunger
of how? & why? continuing
up of the pure experience of praising and love
Their voices, they whisper –
All we ask,
is to inscribe our names
on the skin
of eternal rivers, rushing . . . –
Copyright © 1991 by Allison Grayhurst
First published in “Alternative Press Magazine”, 1991 under the pseudonym Jocelyn Kain (aka Allison Grayhurst)
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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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