To Learn the Scarlet Vision
Where does it go,
the shelter and the death?
What does it feed, that old
loathing sterility that laughs at all
creations, masters them into a craft
and calls itself superior?
How do we cherish without pride,
be extreme like a Russian prophet,
unguarded in the heat and ice of an
How do we love like Jesus, mourn
like Jesus, be brave
against the inevitable and hope
through the sullen days to be
better, more than shadow
or collected habits?
How do we let go of what eventually
will be taken away?
Copyright © 1997 by Allison Grayhurst
First published in “Medusa’s Kitchen” January 2017
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