“But beware,-from “The Feminine”
she is less predictable than you think, God.
You have no idea what happens
when you make one creature out of another.”
Aviya Kushner’s Eve and All the Wrong Men is truly a poet’s chapbook–never before have I finished a book and thought, “I’m so grateful to my own poetry for making this book all the more relatable.” That being said, there’s something in this collection for every reader.
Kushner seamlessly melds the ancient with the modern and the speaker’s past with their present. Religions converse along with the characters as works of art come alive, translated into the text by the viewer’s keen eye. Eve and All the Wrong Men plays with space and time to create something beautiful, a sense of longing for place, for people, and for answers.
Where does womankind stand in the aftermath of Eden? This chapbook plays with this age-old question in a way that brings new life to the story. View Adam as through Eve’s eyes, and Eve through Adam’s, with the same intensity as studying Venus of Urbino or Michelangelo’s David. The act of reading this book is as tactile as the speaker feeling water and sand beneath their feet–reading it is an exercise in viewing a piece of art.