Otherwise

by Allison Grayhurst

thinking that
grinding and binding
the wrong things would bring the blood of transformation
in an age of elegy and time that has no master
except for eternity. Deep with fear but deep with courage,
and riding on horseback close to the cliff as though
summer was nearly over and everything that is now, was before, is not
wasted. As though effort alone was a doorway
to a richer heaven and drowning would teach me how to breathe
underwater. I hold. I hold. I obey the tides.
Sand is in my throat but I am still speaking.
Love comes but not perfect. Love is a boat
with many living on board.

Musical composition by Victor D. Sandiego

Allison Grayhurst is a full member of the League of Canadian Poets. She has over 400 poems published in more than 205 international journals and anthologies. Her book Somewhere Falling was published by Beach Holme Publishers in 1995. Since then she has published ten other books of poetry and four collections with Edge Unlimited Publishing. Prior to the publication of Somewhere Falling she had a poetry book published, Common Dream, and four chapbooks published by The Plowman. Her poetry chapbook The River is Blind was published by Ottawa publisher above/ground press December 2012. Her e-chapbook Surrogate Dharma is pending publication by Kind of a Hurricane Press, Barometric Pressures Author Series. She lives in Toronto with her family. She also sculpts, working with clay.

Comments

By Emily on Jan 02, 2015 07:54 (UTC)

a wonderful, complex piece, which requires and merits deep consideration.