Mortal Love

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Mortal Love

Now that I am not alone

and the dream I dreamt

with the most desire

is discovered . . .

 

Now with Him, safe from

spiritual seeking because

I found Him and more mystery

than music brings, found what

only could be given beyond

the turning of the wheel . . .

 

Found my lover singing

his unriddled truths. Found

my lover more tender than

the heart’s soft skin.

 

Now that we three

rise and walk as one, passion

and peace join and swell, and

even the senseless theft

of nightfall is forgiven.

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Copyright © 1996 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Reflections”, Issue 23, 1995

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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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Those Who Hunt For Inspiration

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Those Who Hunt For Inspiration

 

            It is not so easy

to hold the

delicate fear of

being.

            Continuously terrified

& charmed

by the intimate surge

of desire and music and touch.

            Silence yields to the cry

then back to soft desperation.

            Some days delirium sets in,

as if a child again, drunk by

every electric beat of the wind.

 

The moon is full of torment.

The sun throws kisses to our

small eyes, piercing like nails.

 

            So sick of its bright caresses,

so grateful for its yellow warmth

we vacillate between excessive dreams

& boredom.

 

All is flesh. All is flesh

& memory & unspeakable hopes.

 

(There is a mad ghost cruising on the breeze.

There is mud corrupting every vein.)

 

            We wait for love to shake us alive.

We wait for the blue-winged god

to lie down & hold us until

our bellies break

like waves –

                        announcing All

                        to earth and sea.

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Copyright © 1995 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Next Exit” #21  1993

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Somewhere Falling has a richness of imagery and an intensity of emotion rare in contemporary poetry. Drawn in sharp outlines of light and darkness, and rich shades of colour, with a deep sense of loss and longing and the possibility of salvation, this is an unusual book by a gifted young poet. Grayhurst’s voice is one to which we should continue to pay attention.” — Maggie Helwig, author of Apocalypse Jazz and Eating Glass.

“Responsibility and passion don’t often go together, especially in the work of a young poet. Allison Grayhurst combines them in audacious ways. Somewhere Falling is a grave, yet sensuous book.” – Mark Abley, author of Glasburyon and Blue Sand, Blue Moon.

“Biting into the clouds and bones of desire and devotion, love and grief, Allison Grayhurst basks the reader, with breathtaking eloquence, in an elixir of words. Like lace, the elegance is revealed by what isn’t said. This is stunning poetry.” – Angela Hryniuk, author of no visual scars.

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Aged Sculptress

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Aged Sculptress

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Now I think of you

when the pears are darkening

on the kitchen table and hardly an animal

wanders through the trees in nights

of starless black.

 

I think of you when I hear the

glory of a child’s excited cry

or see a cat’s half-closed eyes,

brimming with proud independence.

 

I think of the Ontario lake, silver-toned

and maddened during a winter storm.

 

I think of a delicate strand of grass

or a smooth stone that has known the

caress of many human fingers.

 

I think of you like I do a sadness and longing

held together with unflinching peace, held

in contemplation.

 

I think you are good like the air is good,

and a branch that has fallen to the ground or

a dying butterfly.

 

I think you have moved me

like a wave that has swallowed my flesh

and washed my eyes in clay

to be reborn, sensuously devouring.

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Copyright © 1994 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Print Verite”, 1994

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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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