Crystal dark

Crystal dark

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sound, woodpecker

foraging, near, nearing

spice

on my fingertips –

relaxed appropriation.

Backpacks and scarcity,

only the Zen flavour

of moving, taking necessities,

giving up newly bought coats

to strangers on buses.

Bus routes going to unexplained territories

vocalizing droning dreams

of the misused, disenfranchised

ruthlessly bored,

cardboard box lifespans

arrows pointing back from the way

you came,

mounds of

silver sorrows, pee-stains

on stones, what is left but dead planets done with

geological formations, never

knowing scattering amoebas, only

knowing failed attempts at rhythm, equilibrium,

rubble,

aftermaths of harsh creation,

pointless rock-globes

spinning

with moons   no signs of summer.

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First published in “Indiana Voice Journal, Issue 10” May 2015

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This poem “Crystal Dark” has been nominated for Sundress Publications “Best of the Net” 2015

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“Allison’s poetic prose is insightful, enwrapping, illuminating and brutally truthful. It probes the nature of the human spirit, relationships, spirituality and God. It is sung as the clearest song is sung within a cathedral by choir. It is whispered as faintly as a heartbroken goodbye. It is alive with the life of a thousand birds in flight within the first glint of morning sun. It is as solemn as the sad-sung ballad of a noble death. Read at your peril. You will never look at this world in quite the same way again. Your eye will instinctively search the sky for eagles and scan the dark earth for the slightest movement of smallest ant, your heart will reach for tall mountains, bathe in the most intimate of passions and in the grain and grit of our earth. Such is Allison Grayhurst. Such is her poetry,”  Eric M. Vogt, poet and author.

“Grayhurst is a great Canadian poet. All of Allison Grayhurst’s poetry is original, sometimes startling, and more often than not, powerful. Anyone who loves modern poetry that does not follow the common path will find Grayhurst complex, insightful, and as good a poet as anyone writing in the world today. Grayhurst’s poetry volumes are highly, highly recommended,” Tom Davis, poet, novelist and educator.
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Within Reach

Within Reach

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Within reach – kaleidoscope breaking.

I know what works, the machine is retreating

and each candle has dripped into oblivion.

God’s grace is nestled like nectar on my handkerchief,

it  drips when it is squeezed but opens wide

when I take delight in its sunset colour.

The phone call I made 13 years ago has

been returned. Someone I dreamed of is

living without hope. That dream is sailing

on a raft into the unpredictable sea. I will sing

though I fear they will stop me. I will sing

though my face is flushed with doubt’s

preoccupying disease.

The joy we’ve been waiting for is coming.

I see it coming, gradual, like all good things.

I will not be afraid.

I will lift up my heart

and make room for what follows…

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“Her (Allison Grayhurst’s) poetry appears visceral, not for the faint of heart,
and moves forward with a dynamism, with a frenetic pulse. If you seek the truth,
the physical blood and bones, then, by all means, open the world into which
we were all born,” Anne Burke, poet, regional representative for Alberta 
on the League of Canadian Poets’ Council, and chair of the Feminist Caucus.

“What a treasure Allison Grayhurst is. Her gift? To unfold for us life at this intensity of feeling and revelation. Who knew truth and beauty could be so intertwined and so passionate?,” Taylor Jane Green BA, RIHR, CH, Registered Holistic Talk Therapist, and author of Swan Wheeler: A North American Mythology, Swan – A Planetary Mythology, and The Rise of Eros, 2014.

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Marseille

Marseille

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Like you, I lost the spring

in a bed of stagnant water.

I withered under the sun and gained from it

only a small truth.

Like you, with you, I climbed those stairs, cried

all afternoon then sought out a redeeming parable.

In that chapel of our minds we sacrificed abundance

for bones, we traveled together because we hurt and we

saw one another as the proof needed

to confirm the validity of our road. We rented

a large room where commodities were traded,

(or often, by you, just taken)

where we stained the walls with our indelible presence,

cutting ourselves out destines from nowhere.

 

I will go back there today and collect the pictures.

I will hand-make them an album

then deliver them to the sea.

Like you, I am still denied,

but now I know love.

My axle is female – and though

20 years later, my flesh is barely

(just starting to be)

my own.

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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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Reviews of ‘The Many Lights of Eden’:

“’The Many Lights of Eden’ is a journey: a journey of the heart through youth, anguish, struggle, spiritual awakening, grief, death, love, loss, guilt, struggle, despair, hope, surrender, God, sensuality, imperfection, motherhood, aging, the vanquishing of the devil, indeed, many devils, the inevitable fall from perfection and the casting off of old wineskins for a new one. Perhaps speaking of this book as a chronicle of spiritual maturing would be more accurate, the realization that there is spirituality within imperfection and that handmade temples cannot hope to compete with the spiritual temples within each of us. ‘The Many Lights of Eden’ is a diamond. It is a beautiful collection of insights. Allison Grayhurst’s thoughts and writings are a deep well. Drink from it, for the water is clear and crisp. This collection is a MUST-READ,” Eric M. Vogt, author of Letters to Lara and Paths and Pools to Ponder. 

 “I have been slow at responding to reviews for Allison Grayhurst due to summer’s busy days, however she brings life to each poem, heart to the images and everyone should have a collection of Grayhurst Poetry,” Ann Johnson-Murphree, poet.

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I can’t say I am a sailor

who moves forward without ground

or room to run.

I can’t say I am a leader who

closes down slaughterhouse doors

or uproots cruel traditions with one swift blow.

I can’t say I have a social smile that calms

the afflicted with carefree warmth.

I can’t say I am that woman who children cling to

and adorn with their fresh imaginations.

I can’t say I am like a house or like a star or water

that rams into rocks then falls back into itself.

I can only say a flower is here,

and I am not that flower.

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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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Review of ‘The Many Lights of Eden’:
“’The Many Lights of Eden’ is a journey: a journey of the heart through youth, anguish, struggle, spiritual awakening, grief, death, love, loss, guilt, struggle, despair, hope, surrender, God, sensuality, imperfection, motherhood, aging, the vanquishing of the devil, indeed, many devils, the inevitable fall from perfection and the casting off of old wineskins for a new one. Perhaps speaking of this book as a chronicle of spiritual maturing would be more accurate, the realization that there is spirituality within imperfection and that handmade temples cannot hope to compete with the spiritual temples within each of us. ‘The Many Lights of Eden’ is a diamond. It is a beautiful collection of insights. Allison Grayhurst’s thoughts and writings are a deep well. Drink from it, for the water is clear and crisp. This collection is a MUST-READ,” Eric M. Vogt, author of Letters to Lara and Paths and Pools to Ponder

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The River is Blind chapbook review:

“An existential curiosity courses through Allison Grayhurst’s latest collection. It’s Grayhurst’s physical constraints that comfort us: a box sitting at the top of the stairs, housecats in states of wakefulness and sleep, the “snails and moss” that preoccupy her. Indeed, The River Is Blind situates itself firmly in the familial but imbues those relationships and domestic touchstones with a disembodied calm. Ambition and disenchantment linger along the fences of Grayhurst’s property but she remains candidly in the present.

“In lesser hands, muses such as these might’ve resulted in verses of weak-kneed contentedness. But Grayhurst’s voice remains one of detachment, webbing daily pleasures into greater meditations on love and God. Through spiritual lens, poems like “Everything Happens” and “Flies” counteract steadfast faith with insights on the material world, a separate world; a place where people grind flowers for honey,” Ryan Pratt, Ottawa Poetry Newsletter, January 30, 2013

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I see differently

I see differently

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I see things differently,

like lyrics and shades,

differently than the cold pale mouth

of worry and intellectual revelation.

I feel things differently – what was empty,

just background,

a faint perfume, is now sharp, suffocating,

expecting so much from my guarded solitude.

I walk differently, hesitating at the sound of birds,

watching lines in the clouds, a child angry with

her mother and the small cracks on the sidewalk stone.

I sleep differently as though I never do, remembering

each hour passing in the depth

of daydreams not sleep dreams,

not resting, but rising, my breath, my flame, living

and musical.

I wake differently, never tired, but full of throbbing,

heavy beating

and the spring is almost here, trapped

in ‘the-moment-before’, in the power of painted hair

and earlobes caressed and kissed.

I love differently, like I’ve never loved, demanding

the wind, the desert, a vigil of remarkable intensity.

Love, lacking

dilemmas. Love, like a place to play, playing,

then laying flat out and waiting for

rain, a hand, or stars.

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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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Book reviews of the River is Blind paperback:

“Throughout (The River is Blind), she (Allison Grayhurst) employs  reiterated tropes of swallowing and being consumed, spatial fullness and emptiness, shut- in, caverns, chasms, cavities; angels, archangels, 
blasphemy, psalms; satiation or starved. With a conceit of unrequited sex as “my desire”, nocturnal emissions, awakening in the morning, the poet lives at capacity, uninhibited, dancing,” Anne Burke, poet, regional representative 
for Alberta on the League of Canadian Poets’ Council, and chair of the Feminist Caucus.

“Allison’s poetic prose is insightful, enwrapping, illuminating and brutally truthful. It probes the nature of the human spirit, relationships, spirituality and God. It is sung as the clearest song is sung within a cathedral by choir. It is whispered as faintly as a heartbroken goodbye. It is alive with the life of a thousand birds in flight within the first glint of morning sun. It is as solemn as the sad-sung ballad of a noble death. Read at your peril. You will never look at this world in quite the same way again. Your eye will instinctively search the sky for eagles and scan the dark earth for the slightest movement of smallest ant, your heart will reach for tall mountains, bathe in the most intimate of passions and in the grain and grit of our earth. Such is Allison Grayhurst. Such is her poetry. THE RIVER IS BLIND is a must-read,”  Eric M. Vogt, poet and author.

“One of the best contemporary poetry books I have read and my favorite by Allison Grayhurst. I have this (The River is Blind) in paperback and find I come back to it often. I am very impressed that her poetry just oozes quality and in all ways gets my mind thinking. If you read poetry I highly recommend it, if you also write this is a great way to spend a couple of hours soaking in the quality and subject matters. The poems are spiritual and uplifting and I have never found any of her poems to be dull or depressing nor ever too hard to read. More life affirming each time I read one and I am always glad to have done so,” Bruce Ruston, poet, photographer, founding editor of The Poetry Jar.

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I will make my way across the water

I will make my way across the water

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I will push my way

through the threshold,

bend over the edge then

let myself go – gravity,

mudslides and rock edges

will dictate my descent, but

I will look up and witness

the starlings amongst the sparrows,

the dislodged grass sprouts that take

the fall with me, above me

in gentle wave-like motions

with the wind.

 

These limbs will crash,

be cut from their flesh, and I will break

only to be reborn, a sapling, myself

graced with lifetimes of memories, stretching

my stem gradually into the light.

 

In time, animals will flourish under

my shaded canopy, and lovers

will carve their initials into my skin,

promising one another their exclusive eternity.

 

I will make my way across the water,

over the threshold and fall

to embrace the ground I came from.

 

Spread low, spread high – a century

or more guardian, a tree-fort reaper in a forest

far across the hill and still

beyond.

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When you talk it is not

a shimmering sensation or

a delicate fluttering of

nature’s delicate best. Days

are not here like you are –

an open sewer grate, a crushed

locust. They are smudged and flat

as a textureless dream.

Helmets worn. Grievers

with their now-permanent-grief etched

under their fleshy eyes, checkbones and chins.

I buy buttered pastries, leave them

by their doors. I hear your voice.

You are trying to reach me with an old painter’s words

of resignation and reluctant wisdom – words

I cannot make use of.

 

The dead evergreen in my front yard will not revive.

Like me, and these things I clung to, it must be replaced

with something of less substance, of more obvious beauty,

like a red rose bush, birdbath or sundial. Or,

I could leave it there, brown and dry – a monument

to what was once lush, gorgeously plump, once withstanding

winters, the heat of global-warming summers, green,

wondrous against my window.

 

I could walk faster than this, chat with the neighbours.

But I won’t. Because nothing is here but you, only,

and my feet can’t find the motivation to pick up pace.

 

You talk. My aura is a smog-filled season

where your sun’s rays barely seep through. Days

with stones in my stomach, rubbing against one another,

pressing their hard weight into places.

I have no drug to ease my longing. Will it be long? Years?

Will I make it through to the Fall?

Do you have more to say? Say it then, differently.

I can’t go on repeating,

where nothing shifts but these stones,

sharp-surfaced, blocking my intestinal tract, pressing

with each step, demanding acknowledgment, denied

release, a minimal hope

for redemption.

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First published in “Wax Poetry and Art Magazine, Volume 3, Number 5”, June 2014

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“Allison’s poetic prose is insightful, enwrapping, illuminating and brutally truthful. It probes the nature of the human spirit, relationships, spirituality and God. It is sung as the clearest song is sung within a cathedral by choir. It is whispered as faintly as a heartbroken goodbye. It is alive with the life of a thousand birds in flight within the first glint of morning sun. It is as solemn as the sad-sung ballad of a noble death. Read at your peril. You will never look at this world in quite the same way again. Your eye will instinctively search the sky for eagles and scan the dark earth for the slightest movement of smallest ant, your heart will reach for tall mountains, bathe in the most intimate of passions and in the grain and grit of our earth. Such is Allison Grayhurst. Such is her poetry,”  Eric M. Vogt, poet and author.

“Grayhurst is a great Canadian poet. All of Allison Grayhurst’s poetry is original, sometimes startling, and more often than not, powerful. Anyone who loves modern poetry that does not follow the common path will find Grayhurst complex, insightful, and as good a poet as anyone writing in the world today. Grayhurst’s poetry volumes are highly, highly recommended,” Tom Davis, poet, novelist and educator.
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