Neruda

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Neruda

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I can’t be and think like you,

majestic in your sensuality,

Godless but deep with sorrow, forever restoring.

From you I see women’s hips.

And though I would never care to shield kisses upon

their soft swaying mounds, your waters swell

and grow and make me long for Spanish trees,

seascapes I saw as a child. Rising male, always like a mountain,

you pick granules from the ground, place sand on your tongue

and name the sensation.

 

If I could be and think like you,

like a native river that has known no footprints,

gathering rowboats, families of endless generations,

my house would sing, fruit would fall and

I would hold a hand, glorify each fingernail, memorize

the exact curve of each cuticle. I would retire,

rest my shoulders on an old bed, loosely clothed,

feeling the Mediterranean heated breeze encompass me

like a lover’s welcoming demand for unity. Speaking,

my words would drip like oil, gifts

of oil and bread.

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Copyright  © 2012 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Wax Poetry and Art Magazine, Volume 3, Number 5”, June 2014

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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.

“Grayhurst is a great Canadian poet. All of Allison Grayhurst’s poetry is original, sometimes startling, and more often than not, powerful. Anyone who loves modern poetry that does not follow the common path will find Grayhurst complex, insightful, and as good a poet as anyone writing in the world today. Grayhurst’s poetry volumes are highly, highly recommended,” Tom Davis, poet, novelist and educator.
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