Jane Blanchard

Eurydice

I miss my husband Orpheus!
He had such talent, so much charm.
Who knew love could be dangerous?
He never meant to cause me harm.

He had such talent, so much charm.
His music was almost divine.
He never meant to cause me harm.
One of a kind — that man of mine!

His music was almost divine.
He tried to get me out of here.
One of a kind — that man of mine!
What we should do — and not — seemed clear.

He tried to get me out of here.
I watched my step for my own sake.
What we should do — and not — seemed clear.
How costly is a small mistake!

I watched my step for my own sake.
Too soon he looked; again I died.
How costly is a small mistake!
Perhaps the gods are satisfied.

Too soon he looked; again I died.
I miss my husband Orpheus!
Perhaps the gods are satisfied.
Who knew love could be dangerous?

A native Virginian, Jane Blanchard lives and writes in Georgia. Her latest collection with Kelsay Books is Metes and Bounds (2023).