First Prize: 2018 Utmost Christian Poetry Contest $1000
About this Poet:
Bryana's poetry has appeared in a number of literary journals including Ruminate, Dappled Things, the Mayo Review, and Assisi. She is the recipient of several poetry prizes and the author of one full-length collection of poetry, Having Decided To Stay (2012). Bryana studied English at Hardin-Simmons University and currently lives in Abilene, Texas, where she is preparing for her May 2018 wedding with her best friend.
Nebuchadnezzar made an image of gold.
He set it up on the plain of Dura, in the province of Babylon.
Tenderly the king took the bread from the mouths of the children,
tended to his own likeness like a hen broods over
the chicks under her heartbeat.
The king was consumed with his significant self;
he dwelt at the mirror and spun his sonnets there,
and into his circle of devotion he took the whole world.
All the world is pouring out into Dura
like threads of ants to a crisped cricket on the black leaves.
Isn’t a crowd like a large beast looking for something to kneel to?
Their eyes are hungry for divinity, their ears are cups
to catch the fifes, the tubas, and the big kettledrum.
Point but a finger and you fell them:
There in the soft gold is your god!
Once upon a time we believed in a sea-splitter, a bush-flame,
a harvest of water from cliff,
snowflakes of honey flowering in the fields.
The I Am spun out the novas like tops –
who is this housebound heap of mute metal?
The born-abroad boys have their hands up already,
ready to host handcuffs and the looped iron.
Their laughter is like all the bluebells that jubilate the meadows.
They are like three men who met death on a whim
and struck up a downright neighborly acquaintance with her.
Copyright ©2018 Bryana Johnson