Penelope Coaching and Consulting – Poetry from Aviya Kushner

THE FEMININE

From Aviya’s chapbook Eve and All the Wrong Men from Dancing Girl Press 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Eve, that first woman, who is she

but a renovation, a remodeling

 

of an earlier thought—

smaller than the sea, not her own

 

day like heavens and earth,

less substantial,

 

there for company,

her kind from the beginning

 

less numerous than grains of sand or descendants,

or even the animals and fish promised to man, to name.

 

There is nothing about her skin, her shine,

in the text, but somehow I imagine

 

her small, less bright than the moon and sun:

there only because it is not good for man to be alone.

 

But beware,

she is less predictable than you think, God.

 

You have no idea what happens

when you make one creature out of another.

 

ADAM, SEEN BY EVE

 

His hips, walking—

the way he sits:

maybe it is not him

but the way he makes

me feel that I crave;

with one look I am

connected to earth,

and with another

look I am not.

 

From Aviya’s chapbook Eve and All the Wrong Men from Dancing Girl Press 

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