Stephen Crane

A Spirit Sped

death doubt narrative poem dark

A spirit sped Through spaces of night; And as he sped, he called, "God! God!" He went through valleys Of black death-slime, Ever calling, "God! God!" Their echoes From crevice and cavern Mocked him: "God! God! God!" Fleetly into the plains of space He went, ever calling, "God! God!" Eventually, then, he screamed, Mad in denial, "Ah, there is no God!" A swift hand, A sword from the sky, Smote him, And he was dead.

A Spirit Sped - meaning Summary

A Desperate Search for God

The poem traces a frantic, solitary spirit racing through dark, hostile landscapes while repeatedly calling out for God. Its relentless cry moves from valleys and caverns into open space, ending in a violent, ironic reversal: after a final, anguished denial of God, the spirit is struck down by a sudden heavenly blow. The poem examines faith, desperation, and the fatal consequence of rejecting the divine amid existential terror.

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