What links

and where?


Was I always flushing with need

there are your feet

with a terrible tenderness

or tenderness unborn?


I have watched you walk

certain you will never run,

mystified by your suffering.

Was there ever a miracle great enough to touch you?


The world is madness, unsafe,

and you are captive to that tragedy

trying for an impossible life


I have imagined brighter days

I have imagined to be eternally in love

enslaved by nothing

delivered from everything


I have imagined a life unabstract.


More than flesh,

but never more.



Copyright © 1989 by Allison Grayhurst



Before the Dawn was published  in 1989 by The Plowman, written by Allison Grayhurst under the pseudonym of Jocelyn Kain.

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Published in “Medusa’s Kitchen” May 2018



First published in “The Plowman: A Journal of International Poetry” 1989



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