Sunk in Your Shipwreck

“It’s as if an Old & Middle English scholar/poet, a Hindu priest, and Jack Kerouac had gathered together in a dark Milwaukee church some evening to talk about life, God, the lover’s neck. (You’ll need to take notes!) Jacob Riyeff ‘s Sunk in Your Shipwreck does not disappoint. These are fine poems. They weave about you as you proceed, delivering what delivers them.”


—David Craig, author of Jesus Poems





“With one foot in the world of Chaucer, one foot in Great Lakes America, and one extra foot in Vedantic India, this brew teases our palate with memory, moments of fragile beauty, rollicking travel, and fun. All this under the benign gaze of Piers Plowman, the Christ of the common man.”


—Br. Paul Quenon, OCSO, author of In Praise of the Useless Life: A Monk's Memoir





“Jacob Riyeff’s incarnational poems savor the created world, in its scents, sounds, flavors. The very air in them smells of tea . . . Over and over, they pose the integrated paradoxes of time and eternity, body and soul, human and divine, life and death, all of which find their great expression in the Person of Christ: ‘A god, and can he die?/A dead man—can he live?’”


—Sally Thomas, author of Fallen Water and Richeldis of Walsingham