Jacob Rakovan

bio: I am a wind up whiskey drinking monkey. I play the accordian. i did'nt learn to blow bubbles with chewing gum until I was twenty-one years old.I am a member of Southern Ohio Underground Poetry and Spoken Word. We have a pretentious name.

Sir Orfeo in the wasted land

the ringing corridor
the dark
wet stones and bones of corruption
the crawling flies, and distant moans
dark mutturings
As dark as the star scarred sky when it weeps,
as I wept for Euridice

Euridice the corpse white
Euridice the captive bride
Euridice the seed in winter

On the twilit plain the beast
Heads forward, center, behind
Aware of all and always, alpha and omega
A song and bone sent each to sleep,
And as I could not look back,
would not look back

I came to the palace of Persephone

Persephone the corpse white
Persephone the captive bride
Persephone the seed in winter

Gems in stone, Pluto's wealth
The hoarded teeth of the dead
My singing amused her there