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Seasick

Allison Grayhurst

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Seasick

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            Lovers of winter

weep for the strange

constellation that

gave birth to their

joining.

 

            Notes of music rise

like a boy

from the river

giving air to a free

sadness

 

            I remember

how well & true

your lips established mine

with their tenderness

 

            There beside you,

mute & marvelling, we should have

given less

to the shadows . . .

 

            for the firedogs have

crept into the rainwater,

and your smile

splits the cloudbanks

no more

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Copyright © 1991 by Allison Grayhurst

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For Every Rain Cover 5

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First published in “Chicago Record Magazine” June 2017

http://magazine-record.blogspot.ca/2017/06/how-sky-came-when-i-was-grainof-sand-i.html

http://magazine-record.blogspot.ca/2017/06/

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You can listen to the poem by clicking below:

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“Grayhurst’s rapturous outpouring of imagery makes her poems easily enjoyable … Like a sear the poet seeks to fathom sensual and spiritual experience through the images of a dream.”

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