The Tattooed Poets Project, Day 29: Eileen Myles
Today's poem is from Eileen Myles:
On Vine
I was looking
at the chandelier
do you
feel that
way she
asked
I was driving
through
Los Angeles
getting
some help
I didn't
know
Pema Chodrun
was a girl
People
sounded
nuts
airing my
thoughts
She had a
sign
I'm hungry
I'm homeless
with a really
pretty sun
She hadn't
asked
for anything
but I gave
her five
and that
felt great
I thought
women are
a bunch
of idiots
but that's
what I
am are U
one
I don't count
on what
I am
she
said
and that
chandelier
is more
light
than
any one
else
Eileen Myles is among the ranks of the officially restless, a poet (Sorry, Tree) who writes fiction (Chelsea Girls, Cool for You) and an essayist whose The Importance of Being Iceland, for which she received a Warhol/Creative Capital grant will come out in July, 09 from Semiotext(e)/MIT. She lives in New York.
Please head over to Tattoosday to see one of her tattoos here.
A gracious thank you to Eileen for sharing her work with us here on BillyBlog.
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