Carnegie Mellon University Press, 2010
Finalist, Yale Series of Younger Poets and National Poetry Series; Selected for reprint in the Classic Contemporaries Poetry Series from Carnegie Mellon University Press
“Annie Finch’s brilliance as a young poet lies in her view of the world as complex: her passionate examinations of family relationships, of family history, of the search to understand one’s place in the world are underpinned by a syntax and a poetic design equally passionate and complex. . .” – Molly Peacock
Annie Finch’s first nationally-published book of poetry, Eve, is a classic collection of poems distinguished by a musical ear, painstaking craft, and a passionate dedication to female spirituality. The book is organized into sections that correspond to nine goddesses from cultures worldwide.
TABLE OF CONTENTS
Running in Church
Great Reading Room Murals
The Last Mermother
The Circled Sand
In Cities, Be Alert
Three Generations of Secrets
Sapphics for Patience
Inside the Violet
Being a Constellation
Walk With Me
Gulf War and Child: A Curse
The Wish for Eyes
Diving Past Violets
Notes on the Poems
"Annie Finch’s brilliance as a young poet lies in her view of the world as complex: her passionate examinations of family relationships, of family history, of the search to understand one’s place in the world are underpinned by a syntax and a poetic design equally passionate and complex. . . . This is a formidable first volume of poetry."
"The cadences and patterns of Annie Finch’s Eve feel like they have summoned and commanded form, not the reverse—which is a way of saying that this is a genuine poetry."
"Finch’s journey is toward an imagined paradise—toward the post-patriarchal possibilities of culture, language and human relationships. . . . To debut with such maturity and accomplishment is rare. Here is a full-fledged poet that literary culture will need to track and study in flight."
"Annie Finch has given us a book rich in experience, women’s history, memory and form. She has made form a one-eyed woman looking out at us all, beckoning us to enter into her arena and be."
"Finch is a poet in her bones . . . . What she proves in Eve is that rhyme-and-meter isn’t just a formerly fashionable sort of bondage, but a bioacoustic key to memory and emotion. And it still works. Again and again I found myself shocked with pleasure as image, idea and sound spun out in a perfect braid. And Finch manages not just in a few poems, but throughout. . . . I’ll recommend it in the highest, with bells, whistles, fireworks."
"I have read Eve with delight and amazement . . . Finch does indeed abolish linear time: past fables and present events coalesce. Einstein might have accompanied her on his violin. Whenever I get discouraged about some trends in contemporary poetry, I think of Annie Finch, a shining light, and I feel better."