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They lie down
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as
children would below the blankets
on a cold, unheated night.
They fend for themselves, using the vocabulary
of prophets, the tears of the misplaced
and the belief in mercy.
They stand tall at an impasse,
draw pictures in the wind
and covet love as the only treasure.
They give light in a torrent of darkness and pressure.
They reach new plateaus of surrender
with each failed plan. And all the time
they are singing,
of sadness
of wantonness
of the joy of being loved
by God.
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Copyright © 2004 by Allison Grayhurst
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Published in “Antarctica Journal” September 2017
http://www.antarcticajournal.com/poem-lie-allison-grayhurst/
http://www.antarcticajournal.com/tag/grayhurst/
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First published in “Moongate Motherbird”, June 2017
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