Hard Pressed

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Hard Pressed

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The wave drifts in like a snake

through this open season. Dreamlines

are lost in the dirty laundry and I am

learning to reshape and bend.

 

One brick, two bricks, three, placed

on the outer wall. There is no protection – only faith

and the long ride home.

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Copyright © 2004 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Contemporary Poetry – An Anthology of Present Day Best Poems”

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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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2 responses to “Hard Pressed

  1. I really enjoy the simplicity of this poem. And I can relate so well to those dreamlines that disappear in our everyday tasks, and how we reshape to the moment we’re in…which is also the long road home…and to God, too.

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