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Recorded for Poem-a-Day, June 21, 2018.
About this Poem 

“I write in many different ways, but one is to write long rambling works. Sometimes there’s just one moment that works for me as a poem, and I think this is that. It’s suggestive about itself and what sticks to it and who it can be for. I’m asking a lover to be part of my process and let me love them like that.”
—Eileen Myles

for you

the shape
of this

& her smell

& the shine in the small
lit room
to the boy

replace him
w you &
let me love
that shine
in you

let me.

Copyright © 2018 by Eileen Myles. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on June 21, 2018, by the Academy of American Poets.

Copyright © 2018 by Eileen Myles. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on June 21, 2018, by the Academy of American Poets.

Eileen Myles

Eileen Myles

Dennis Cooper describes Myles as "one of the savviest and most restless intellects in contemporary literature." Holland Cotter names Myles as "a cult figure to a generation of post-punk female writer-performers."

by this poet

poem

faint tinkling down the street
moved me from Swan
to Mass Ave
the skinny men running
into Boston. Why

I don’t know. Let’s go
to town hall
giant horses
Paul Revere & William
Dawes and horses
hairy poop lands
splat on the brick. Get em to sign
your

poem
you've gotta
write clearer
so you can
be read
when you're
dead
poem
I've already had a lot of them
I'm looking at a tree
full of tiny balls
California trees are different
thin eucalyptus more blades than
leaves not hitting
my face
it's a country of tiny leaves

no leaves

simply balls
I desire a big book about
this not better
than them but
their friend.
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