Raskolnikov — Part 1: Chapter 1, Stanza 3

Chapter 1 continues. Constructive criticism of the writing would be helpful. Destructive criticism might be fun.


Past bridges, markets, intersections,
He lurches at an urgent pace
And marks of his dark introspections
Are marring his fine youthful face.
In Petersburg’s dank underbelly
(Packed thick with humans, humid, smelly)
He navigates a nasty maze
And shoots a darting, dark-eyed gaze
Right through a thousand fellow Russians —
Each wretched body bears some stamp:
Pickpocket, peasant, peddler, tramp —
Past migrant Finns and Poles and Prussians….
A drunk now points, and hurls a shout
At Rodya’s head: ‘Nice hat, you Kraut!’


  1. Quin Finnegan says

    Okay, I like all of it, but I’m calling it a night after reading the last couplet. Friggin’ awesome.

  2. Jonathan Potter says

    I have to admit, I haven’t read C&P since junior year of high school; but this is bringing it all back. Might have to pick it up again. Or rather I won’t have to.

  3. Jonathan Webb says

    That was splendid.

  4. Jonathan Potter says

    I foresee this becoming an industry. A fun, rhyming alternative to Cliff’s Notes. And published by a certain funKy press we all know and love.

    PS: $$$$$$$!

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