As Far As This Light
To be at the point of breaking, always
but never torn.
A season that fills my skull, steals
embraces from my arms.
All is new like the first
like the squirrel and the centipede
witnessed for the first time
as pure presence.
Such clarity I cannot cloud with
distraction, cannot thin
the intensity of this load.
that finds me, bends me, wills
Copyright © 1997 by Allison Grayhurst
First published in “Degenerate Literature Magazine, Issue 1, Spring 2016” March 2016
Published in “Minerva’s Housecoat Writing Forum” November 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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