Change of Address

Allison Grayhurst


Change of Address


I long for the tree I am missing

by the window on a sunny morning.

Shadows are like an empty vessel

and I count the days like coins,

passing frantic from hour to hour

into this good beginning.

I will settle, discover

my happiness on this side of

the threshold.

I will toss my past into the river

and watch it surrender to the undulating tide.

The walls of my home are vibrant with love.

I will walk to the corner, learn

a new road.



Copyright © 2002 by Allison Grayhurst




First published in “Scarlet Leaf Review” June 2017

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