The Phoenix Needs The Ashes Poem by Mary Spain
The Phoenix Needs The Ashes
An organism crumbles from the core
And we, who dance on the circumference,
Stick paper on the cracks in the pretence
That they will disappear if we ignore
The stench of death. It all took place before,
Man's empires come to pass and no defence
Of the perimeter can check the sense
Of creeping rot within. What lies in store
Is lawful and deserved; we should not mourn,
Or curse the fading light, lest inner eyes
Grow dim and fail to see a seed is borne
In rotting fruit, a seed that never dies.
In Winter's discontent is Spring re-born,
The phoenix needs the ashes to arise.
And how out of the ashes and destruction springs the act of creation...Very lovely. Thanks
Mary, this is utterly stunning: depth of thought superbly expressed: it should be compulsory for A level (I'll make sure my students read it) & will repay being mulled over carefully. Thank you.
Yet another one of yours for my list of favourites Mary. This is a deeply provocative piece and will stay with the reader as a form of recurrent analysis-theme. Powerful and unforgettable.
truly symbolic and deep..very profound and prolific! well done
A marvelous composition, true phoenix needs its ashes to rebuilt...a thought provoking craft, interwoven with zeal...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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This is truely wonderful Mary. You return to the original use of the sonnet: to project a philisophical debate. It is a real joy to see such a disciplned mind at work. If I continue I will only be accused of hyperbole.