Tuesday, April 28, 2015

phoenix









Are you willing to be sponged out, erased, cancelled,
made nothing?
Are you willing to be made nothing?
dipped into oblivion?

If not, you will never really change.
The phoenix renews her youth
only when she is burnt, burnt alive, burnt down
to hot and flocculent ash.

Then the small stirring of a new small bub in the nest
with strands of down like floating ash
shows that she is renewing her youth like the eagle,
immortal bird.



~  D.H. Lawrence

1 comments:

alixe atloveisaplace said...



flocculent ash? sheesh ...

ok, but i want that small bub.