Though Eve may be seen as a symbol of the demonization of women, she shares many characteristics with the ancient mother-goddesses worldwide from whom her story derives. Like her predecessors, Eve brought both death and life to humanity. In some Judeo-Christian legends, she also persuaded God to allow humans to be resurrected. Annie Finch's book of poems reveals an original and unforgettable poetic voice. Finch's poems have a mysterious, musical, and passionate elegance, the work of a highly skilled and innovative poet. The different genres in Eve include a lyric sequence on ancient goddesses, a literary parody, a protest poem, and an original myth. Finch, whose work as a critic and anthologist is expanding the boundaries of new formalist poetry, presents a wide diversity of poems in this impressively crafted book. Her virtuosity encompasses traditional European and classical forms as well as accentual chant form and haunting falling rhythms. This collection heralds Annie Finch as a poet of grace as well as style, verve as well as form.
Annie Finch is the author of six books of poetry, including Spells: New and Selected Poems, The Poetry Witch Little Book of Spells, Calendars and Eve (both finalists for the National Poetry Series), and the verse play Among the Goddesses: An Epic Libretto in Seven Dreams (Sarasvati Award, 2012). Her poems have appeared onstage at Carnegie Hall and in The Penguin Book of Twentieth-Century American Poetry. Her other works include poetry translation, poetics, poetry anthologies, and a poetry textbook. She is also the editor of Choice Words: Writers on Abortion (Haymarket Books, 2020). Annie Finch holds a Ph.D from Stanford, served for a decade as Director of the Stonecoast MFA Program in Creative Writing, and has lectured on poetry at Berkeley, Toronto, Harvard, and Oxford. In 2010 she was awarded the Robert Fitzgerald Award for her lifetime contribution to the art and craft of Versification. Finch has collaborated on poetic ritual theater productions with artists in theater, dance, and music and has performed as Poetry Witch on three continents. She teaches poetry and magic at PoetryWitchCommunity.org.
“My poems harness the magically diverse and deeply rooted craft of poetic rhythms and forms. Like spells, they enjoy being spoken aloud three times." —Annie Finch
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Part of my effort this year to read more poetry. This collection focuses on female creation stories and goddesses from different cultures/traditions. I enjoyed this collection, but didn't love it. None of the poems made me want to drag someone in to hear the poem read aloud. Still, as a whole, the collection was quietly powerful and I was left with a feeling that I'd touched on some deep thoughts on feminine view. Just what I needed in the days after hearing that the Supreme Court is very likely overturning Roe v. Wade.
I became interested in reading more of Annie Finch’s work after coming upon her interview in the Winter 2023 issue of Rattle. Eve (1997), her first nationally published collection of poetry, did not disappoint. Finch makes expert use of meter and I loved reading the poems aloud to get the full effect.
Some quotes: "...This room spins on its murals, dragging her vision past heads bowed toward books whose turning pages hide truth with each tiny rustle. Teachers whom our words depend on taunt her with their vast ennobled pain; we read on by their side." (p. 10, "Great Reading Room Murals") * "She will stop to hold this moment near, and drop the pitcher, and betray Vermeer." (p. 22, "Still Life) * "just try to stay alert. You'll never know exactly who is coming up behind you, but the sudden movement of pedestrians will finally, of course, be what disarms you." (p. 24, "In Cities, Be Alert") * "Beside the long hedge on my parents' drive, where the gravel waited daily for their tires to crunch it open..." (p. 29, "Inside the Violet") * "The Grave's not just the body's curse; no skeleton can pen a verse! So while this numbered World we see, let's sweeten Time with poetry, and Time, in turn, may sweeten Love and give us time our love to prove." (p. 41, "Coy Mistress") *
TABLE OF CONTENTS: Rhiannon Running in Church No Snake Zaraf’s Star Spider Woman Lucid Waking My Raptor Great Reading Room Murals The Door Inanna The Last Mermother Daughter Strangers Westminster Coatlique Still Life The Circled Sand In Cities, Be Alert Insect Three Generations of Secrets Brigid Sapphics for Patience Inside the Violet Pearl Rain Birth Nut Frozen In The Garden Another Reluctance Tribute Aphrodite Courtship Coy Mistress Being a Constellation Walk With Me Changing Woman Ancestor Gulf War and Child: A Curse Thanksgiving The Wish for Eyes Eve Encounter Samhain Diving Past Violets