Orpheus and Euridice

What
will
I see
if I look?
Hell-fire in your eyes
perhaps, or worse, disappointment.
Hand-in-hand, my fingers tighten, you try to pull free.
I'd tried to save you with a song
strumming my guitar.
A minstrel
singing
you
home.

Our
hands
are locked
together.
I'm frightened to see
my wife a captured prisoner
in a silk dancing-dress moist from the tarantella
excitement pungent on your skin.
You are lost to me
now you know
passion's
no
sin.



Orpheus uses his musical skills to persuade Hades, the king of the underworld, to let Euridice,
his dead wife, come back to life, but neither Orpheus nor Euridice can look back when they leave
Hell. Orpheus can't resist seeing his wife again. He turns to look. She dies a second time.