Green Is This Day
like the rained-on statues,
baring bronze beneath their marred shells.
is this death, that kills while
restoring, leaves no curing laughter
but shapes each shout into song and reaches
for a time of intention so precise with effort
that no failure could distract.
is this high-noon temper
that mounts the morning with frown,
floods my features with regret
and sends me groping for awareness,
sends me beyond the barriers
of dignified need.
is this day that grounds
my thrashing spirit, that travels
like wind down my throat into
lung and heart, travels
through all the zodiac passages
and binds me forever to a gallery
of untrodden depths.
Copyright © 1991 by Allison Grayhurst
First published in “Envoi”, 1996
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