"...wondrously wise poems here, about marriage and family, gardens and old loved cars, all told with a felicity of phrasing and maturity of outlook that delight the reader." -- Maxine Kumin

"These resourceful poems beckon to us with their music, subtle wit and insight into human foibles and desire. The portraits of family, marriage, her canny meditations on language and the natural world insinuate themselves in memory and won't let go. A consummate poet, McClanahan proves herself a master at achieving just the right tone of voice, somber or high-spirited; the appearance of Naked as Eve, her fourth collection, is an occasion to gladden the heart." -- Colette Inez

"Whether the subject is her religious girlhood or conjugal love and its discontents, Rebecca McClanahan writes with grace and charm and with a lovely feel for the erotics of disaster (and survival)." --David Lehman, Editor of The Best American Poetry