Thank you to Editor in Chief Nadia Gerassimenko for nominating my poem “Risen” for a Pushcart Prize and including it in her tour de force (and fun and interactive!) compilation of poetry, short prose, visual art, and other mixed-media creations that is issue 7 of Moonchild Magazine!
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“Ich kenne nichts Ärmeres Unter der Sonn’, als euch Götter!”
“I know nothing poorer Under the sun than you gods!”~ from J. W. von Goethe’s “Prometheus”
when i sacrifice myself as a gift to my fellow humans i promise it will be for nothing so hackneyed as to protest some hypoxic septuagenarian hunched on a mountaintop mistaking every garish tendril to wisp from his head for a well-honed lightning bolt
not that i imagine there’s any portion of my no-longer- combustible flesh i might set upon the balance that could be tendered for passage to Elysium
but you can believe i’d pluck my own eyes from their sockets send the fabrics from my padded scaffold back to China & traipse forever a blind naked-as-a-mole-rat gnome in the garden of unscented flowers if the stygian prophecies were to divine any semblance of purpose in chaining my corpse to the cliff face
& though these desiccating seasons have yet to assemble me into fuel for Helios’ pyre if ever my splitting spurs should cease to cry out dragon’s blood
i will blaze with the ire of a rebel Titan—
my ashes will salt the gods’ tears lapping the west’s black edge
STEPHANIE L. HARPER
“Concerning the Delay of My Self-Immolation” was published by editor Robert L. Penick in the 2019 edition of the print journal Ristau: A Journal of Being, and now enjoys the terrific honor of being nominated for a Pushcart Prize, for which I am ecstatically grateful!