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Last Gesture Before Sleep
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Half way up the ladder
summit. Knocking
horns with the wounded antelopes, she
gives all
to a contemplative dare.
She thinks of the worms
in her palm, the shooting star
of last night’s glory and
his lantern look, beyond
measure or magic.
She wants his skull between
her hands, his toes warmed by her
fingers, and his eyes
fixed on her belly
and hips.
Jealousy and sorrow, splitting
clouds and wishes over the blank wall.
Candlelight floods the sheets.
His body like a large root lies,
almost angry from kisses.
She crawls over him,
(covering like a shell)
and drives her loneliness
into realms of unforgettable
peace.
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Copyright © 1991 by Allison Grayhurst
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First published in “oasis” , 1996
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“Grayhurst’s rapturous outpouring of imagery makes her poems easily enjoyable … Like a sear the poet seeks to fathom sensual and spiritual experience through the images of a dream.” Canadian Literature
“Allison Grayhurst’s Common Dream is a massive book by a talented and enthusiastic young writer, with a feel for descriptive, meaningful verse. Philosophical and very deep,” Paul Rance, editor of Eastern Rainbow, U.K., spring 1993.
“Her poems read like the journal entries of a mystic – perhaps that what they are. They are abstract and vivid, like a dreamy manifestation of soul. This is the best way, in prose, one can describe the music which is … the poetry of Allison Grayhurst,” Blaise Wigglesworth Oh! Magazine
“Rich images and complex, shifting metaphors drive Allison Grayhurst’s poems. She focuses on sexual love and interior landscapes, widening to include the heart, eternity and all.” Next Exit
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