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Fireweed

By Mackenzie Dysinger

Proof that beauty can come from ashes

fireweed is the forest’s great asset

because where vain wildflowers dare not grow

fireweed declares her home.


When the lupine and the bluebell turn their petals up in disgust

at the miles of a burnt forest ash and dust,

when fate takes an unfortunate turn

fireweed is not in the least deterred. 


She simply smiles and sets herself at work 

determined to create a better brighter world.

Throwing bits of herself to the wind

fireweed begins to remake the earth again.


Photo by Allison Sayer.

More poetry from Mackenzie Dysinger:

Queen

Honest Spruce