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Out of Dreams

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            Like clay brick eroded

by rain, thoughts sear

my better part, calling me

to the altar, to kneel and

discipline these fantastical wanderings.

            Like an egg yolk pierced, I spill

my substance flat across the frying pan.

            I live in the time just before dawn.

I curse the crocodile but praise

its authority. The clock strikes seven

and I have lost my sparrow for good.

I have waited for the change, wished myself more

than this life, making a remedy from imagination.

            I will walk the straight line as an experiment, walk

to feel like a buttercup flower tied to the forest floor –

satisfied with its display of tiny splendor, at peace

with its place amongst the aged trees.

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© 1992 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Outlaw Poetry” October 2018

Out of Dreams by Allison Grayhurst

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Published in “Chicago Record” November 2018

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Once and Forever

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            Love pulls the ghost into being,

the burnt-heart into the shade

and comforts and forgives and bears

all wounds with blinding devotion

to transform.

            Love is the ledge

where the starling sits, praising

the twilight’s fall.

            Love is the enemy unmasked

of its endless destruction, the topless

flowers that sound no blame into

the wind.

            Love has no ruin, but hails and

hails to every heart,

delivering.

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© 1992 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Raven Cage, Issue 26” September 2018

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1Hdv93t42aRcr5RMMyKCysJ3Fi08KwDgX/view

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