An Infant

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An Infant

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An infant is like a wonderful stone

being shaped by the tide. An infant knows

nothing of solitude and does not believe

in the built-up hardness of

kindred blood. An infant is

the night, is the day, never hiding

its hymn and colours. An infant arrives

from both the nadir of the earth and the

zenith of the sky. An infant has the laughter

to change the most dismal of days,

and the softness of tiny symmetry in its moon-like

face – and fingers, each a little bird,

bringing joy by just being, moving

like dancers’ thighs over a flaming sea.

An infant is the eye of the whale,

the beginning and the potential all in one.

An infant is of flesh and perfect trust,

needing nothing from tomorrow.

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Copyright © 2000 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Subprimal Poetry Art”

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http://subprimal.com/issues/issue1/poetry/an-infant-by-allison-grayhurst

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You can listen to the poem by clicking below:

https://allisongrayhurst.files.wordpress.com/2011/11/an-infant.m4a

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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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