The Drowned Girl

Rare in any age is work which incorporates a passion for experience, a commitment to truth, an ability to plumb the irrational, and a fluency in poetic language and music which can work through all these tangled thickets, but Eve Alexandra does just that? This is true poetry; it immediately takes its place as a participant in the vast historical voice which composes poetry, a voice which contains ten-thousand tones, but which takes nothing until itself which doesn't resonate, as do the poems of The Drowned Girl, with authenticity and fervor. C. K. Williams, Judge. One of the things I find compelling about Eve Alexandra's poems is that, while the narrator is seductive and beautiful, she is not pleasing. She does not offer comfort. She is not kind of solicitous. Like Ariel, who performs the tempest for Prospero, Alexandra, too, is a tempest-res: these are the storms and drownings of her own invention.