Mary Spain

The Phoenix Needs The Ashes - Poem by Mary Spain

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.

Comments about The Phoenix Needs The Ashes by Mary Spain

  • Sarwar Chowdhury (8/11/2009 11:06:00 AM)

    Ammmmmazing poem! used metaphor and myth excellently!
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  • (4/27/2009 1:18:00 AM)

    truly symbolic and deep..very profound and prolific! well done (Report) Reply

  • (4/10/2009 3:44:00 PM)

    what a lovely poem. i like its symbolism. (Report) Reply

  • (2/26/2009 12:03:00 PM)

    delightful peice of writing - 10 (Report) Reply

  • (1/25/2009 5:03:00 PM)

    A marvelous composition, true phoenix needs its ashes to rebuilt...a thought provoking craft, interwoven with zeal...10 (Report) Reply

  • Fay Slimm (10/30/2008 2:28:00 AM)

    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. (Report) Reply

  • (7/19/2008 10:17:00 AM)

    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. (Report) Reply

  • (4/21/2008 12:47:00 PM)

    On of the best philosophical poems I have read.

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  • (4/8/2008 6:00:00 AM)

    And how out of the ashes and destruction springs the act of creation...Very lovely. Thanks (Report) Reply

  • (8/7/2006 10:03:00 AM)

    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. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 7, 2006

Poem Edited: Monday, August 23, 2010

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