This poem is about Prometheus defying Zeus by stealing fire from Mount Olympus and giving it to humanity. It describes Prometheus chained to a rock as punishment, with a vulture pecking at his liver. However, Prometheus remains defiant, declaring that he will never submit to Zeus and that death will not overcome him. The poem portrays Prometheus as embodying the earth, wind, and sea, and striking down the hand of death with his flaming sword of love.
This poem is about Prometheus defying Zeus by stealing fire from Mount Olympus and giving it to humanity. It describes Prometheus chained to a rock as punishment, with a vulture pecking at his liver. However, Prometheus remains defiant, declaring that he will never submit to Zeus and that death will not overcome him. The poem portrays Prometheus as embodying the earth, wind, and sea, and striking down the hand of death with his flaming sword of love.
This poem is about Prometheus defying Zeus by stealing fire from Mount Olympus and giving it to humanity. It describes Prometheus chained to a rock as punishment, with a vulture pecking at his liver. However, Prometheus remains defiant, declaring that he will never submit to Zeus and that death will not overcome him. The poem portrays Prometheus as embodying the earth, wind, and sea, and striking down the hand of death with his flaming sword of love.
This poem is about Prometheus defying Zeus by stealing fire from Mount Olympus and giving it to humanity. It describes Prometheus chained to a rock as punishment, with a vulture pecking at his liver. However, Prometheus remains defiant, declaring that he will never submit to Zeus and that death will not overcome him. The poem portrays Prometheus as embodying the earth, wind, and sea, and striking down the hand of death with his flaming sword of love.
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PROMETHEUS UNBOUND
by Jose Lacaba aka Ruben Cuevas
I shall never excahnage my fetters for slavish servility.
‘Tis better to be chained to the rock than be bound to the service of Zeus. -Aeschylus, Prometheus Bound Mars shall glow tonight, Artemis is out of sight. Rust in the twilight sky Colors a bloodshot eye, Or shall I say that dust Sunders the sleep of the just?
Hold fast to the gift of fire!
I am rage! I am wrath! I am ire! The vulture sits on my rock, Licks at the chains that mock Emancipation’s breath, Reeks of death, death, death.
Death shall not unclench me.
I am earth, wind, and sea! Kisses bestow on the brave That defy the damp of the grave And strike the chill hand of Death with the flaming sword of love. Orion stirs. The vulture Retreats from the hard, pure
Thrust of the spark that burns,
Unbounds, departs, returns To pluck out of death’s fist A god who dared to resist.