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it's like we took of our skinand said it is hot. It's like we sold our skin& said where did everyone go?when the weather's too hot for comfort&we we can't have ice-cream conesit ain't no sinto take off your skin& dance around in your bonesfrom "Choke"Can we have a moment for the Wave Books design? So beautiful - beige and black is the constraint, but no book from them looks the same. The design always enhances the gorgeous content.
eileen myles is an incredibly talented poet & i really enjoy all of their work that i have read so far! this book is no exception!
811.54 M9972d 2012
Felt very emo reading this. Snowflake is killer, different streets is less so, but still a few gems in there. On a side note, Eileen Myles is really great at Instagram.
Spent quite a while on this book. English is not my first language, so poetry can be a challenge. I read "Different Streets" first, didn't think much of it, but I read it again and then I started getting it. After I moved on to "Snowflake" and found it easier to get into (maybe I was now acclimated?). Anyhow, after two thorough reads I quite enjoyed the depth of these short snappy sentences, and the meaning behind what could pass for lightness. (Hope this review makes sense, I was struggling for...
Snowflake was a wonderful volume, full of thick words and more intangible topics. different streets was not as moving for me, I think in part because the topics were more straightforward and the approach verbally sparse. At the end of different streets, Myles mentions that many of these 'newer poems' were transcriptions of older pieces, and that's somewhat how the poems feel to me-- quick, ephemeral, and fleeting, like they could vanish into air without leaving a trace of their weight.
Snowflake (new poems) was awesome. when i grow up i aspire to be Eileen Myles, if i don't get to be JD Salinger or Richard Brautigan. she writes a lot about the sun and being in the dark and being in crazy love with all sorts of females. it makes me feel ok about having females come and go in my life.wasn't as into Different Streets (newer poems). i think these are mostly poems about/for her current girlfriend. maybe being too crazy in love with someone doesn't make for as good poems as losing t...
“the perfect faceless fishIt’s a miracle that I should speak to delight you.”
Attracted by her biting wit and flowing line, I sought Myles out after hearing her on a Poetry Foundation podcast. After all, aren't we all on the lookout for what I took to be a working-class, lesbian version of Fred Seidel? Unfortunately, the only poem here that lived up to my expectations was on the "different streets" side of the house, called "the perfect faceless fish". The rest were stranded in traffic on a California freeway or faded away before the page was even turned.
I think this is a collection I need to give some time and a second read to really digest. I have a hard time with very tiny verses - I read through them too quickly and don't really savor the slowness of each page. I was left, overall, with a feeling that something important was going on, but I was missing out on it. I think I need to dedicate more patience to this and be a better reader when I have the energy to give it the attention it deserves.
Tbh these poems opened up my world
I don't really like stream of consciousness styles and not too many of the poems really did anything for me. The super short linebreaks were also somewhat annoying. I didnt feel like any of the poems really said anything.That said, it's pretty obvious that the styllistic choices were just not for me. If you like short lines and the stream of consciousness style you may like these. Hopefully you enjoy it more than I did.
Nice spare lines, down to the bone, honest. It's that so-called minimalist style of poetry influenced by haiku's compression--difficult to master, to sound natural and not solipsistic.
Eileen Myles' later poems remind me of folk art. (I am smitten with folk art.) The carving might be rough, but the brutal desire to signal is strong as ever. Consistent throughout her career has been her wild careening, the desire of her poetry to destabilize you, your manners and your manneredness. Sometimes Myles drives the car into the ocean just to wake you up and remind you that you are drowning. (Because you are, you know....slowly). This book is a flip-book with Different Streets the othe...
Eileen Myles. Punk poet. So good. Life feels better with Eileen Myles in it. And the book is beautiful too.
We don’t recognize clearly enough how lucky we are to have an Eileen Myles to rely upon.
did not understand one word
One of the funniest, sassiest and deep poetry collections I ever read! Each one of the poems eclipsing the last. I had the honor and pleasure of meeting Myles in September of 2014. That was an experience I shall always remember and cherish. She was the third long-standing published writer I ever met. Myles personal advice, opinions and perspectives on being a writer, marketing ones self and the art of poetry were interesting and of great influence. The day Myles came to read her poems at my coll...
I hate to give a bad rating to something that I know "isn't my thing," so I'll give this volume of poetry by Eileen Myles 3 stars. I have a hard time wrapping my head around poetry, especially that which falls into the vein of being more symbolic, with less-than-concrete imagery. I'm sure some people will find inspiration and beauty in Myles' work; I struggled to find the cadence to read any of the works. One poem is simply two words stacked on top of one another. (What?!)I liked that the book w...
There comes a time in every girl’s life when she needs to learn something the hard way. She packs up her bag and she runs away, when she gets back, it happens: the thing that suddenly makes the loneliness a little less palpable and everything a little less grey. Something good comes. Or, in my case, two good things. It was a brown envelope from Wave Books and inside was Eileen Myles’ name – twice. There were two little books, stuck together forever in the poet’s new tandem book Snowflake / diffe...