After Eve

Savige’s writing is glorious. Here are the poems of Everywoman, her place in our daily lives, our history and myths, our imaginations. In this collection, she is venerated and despised, tender and ferocious, sanctified and damned. She is woman as Other and woman as Source. I was so aroused by the beauty in this collection, and so inflamed by its terrible truths, there was nothing I could do but return to it and re-read it again and again. Kristin Henry