The light that enters
as a letting go
of what was once so beautiful,
illuminates the burnt and lifeless seeds,
says to the dark ache – I will love
I will love
with a new love that sees
each false pattern eclipsed,
that hears the moans of chipmunks
on park benches, that feels a sorrow
renewed with each inhaled breath, in
barbecue backyards and in the summer
approaching. Each month it burrows deeper
into the nerves. It is the light that hurts,
that drives the sight inward and uncovers
the shallow depths of certain intimacies.
Here it is, and will never leave, will be
the new shade of my eyes, the only purse I carry,
will answer me in my most desperate need,
and hold my hand through barren valleys.
Copyright © 2000 by Allison Grayhurst
.First published in “Malevolent Pegasus Literary Zine” November 2015
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