I received this book for free from Author in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.Gethsemane by R. Douglas Jacobs
on November 4, 2011
Gethsemane is a sweeping poetic narrative that is a modern day version of John Milton’s Paradise Lost. Philosophically told in three acts from the point-of-view of Lucifer, the story tells of his fall from grace, how his manipulation of his heavenly brothers, The Watchers, brought about the advent of Hell, and how Mankind adopted his ominous nature in making his purgatory (Earth) secular. In the last act, irony finally confronts Lucifer when he realizes the affection he has for a particular woman, and the notion of seeking redemption by virtue of his love for her becomes the seminal moment of his existence, and that of Mankind.
Being a reader of mostly contemporary books, horror and romance and everything in between, it’s rare that I run into a book that creates an atmosphere through poetry. At first I thought that maybe poetry would frustrate me, that I would not be fully able to embrace the story, nor it me. When I started reading Gehtsemane I was pleasantly surprised. Instead of pushing me away or keeping me at arm’s length, the story did truly embrace my mind and I was able to delve deeply into the poetry while reading.
Although the story itself is amazing, Raymond Jacobs has also produced an incredible audio book of this story. With a full production he creates even more atmosphere than the mere words themselves can truly create. The story lent itself to this production even more and as I listened I found myself getting into it more than just the reading allowed, even though again I didn’t think that either was possible with a poetic story.
From the first words I was mesmerized and even though I am not a religious person I enjoyed the story and the ebbs and flows of the lines and rhymes. Normally I do not enjoy poetry that rhymes, yet again something that had me worried at the beginning, but it really did help with the cadence.
For when he expired, he did so portraying
A compassion for Man that went without saying
Since the unspeakable manner for which he died
Articulated that what was crucified
Was only his flesh that had been persecuted,
And not that of a spirit, which had been muted
Just a short glimpse of a paragraph and part of a story that we all know but they way Raymond Jacobs writes it gives it even more depth and emotion.
In short: I was extremely surprised with this. I think anyone can enjoy this. It’s not technically a fast read but it does flow easily.