Almost to the Other Side
In midair like a cold relentless
dream, the minnows find me
and tell me tales of insignificance.
In my blood there drifts a fool’s
coin and fantastical wagers.
Because I am this person with
that hard year gone and this new
good gift to come, sometimes
it’s as if I’m on stilts that with one small
trip, my whole body will come crashing down.
Sometimes I watch the cats and know
I have been made for this place, know
the colour of my sky and the heavy toll
Copyright © 2000 by Allison Grayhurst
Published in “The Stray Branch Fall/Winter 2016” October 2016
Published in “Novelmasters” April 2015
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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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