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Ill

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Framed in stone

like a relic pressed underground,

the days are tiring. The news

is pounding at my brain,

news of a tell-tale war and murder

under the bed sheets.

Mostly I am a tree, solid in my roots,

proud of my leafy foliage.

Mostly I am grateful for the working

light bulbs, for the kindness of others that

pushes me along. Mostly I am happy here,

pinned to this abundance of love, not looking

outside for a four-leaf clover.

Mostly my level is strong, but today

as I’m sinking – I relish the relief of tears it brings.

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Copyright © 2006 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Guwahatian Volume 1 Issue 11”

http://www.guwahaticity.in/Guwahatian/Vol1_Issue11/ipmc1.php

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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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