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Her poem about her father's bag and finally letting it go kills me! It is my favorite and makes me cry. Her books reflect her life in years present like a journal that lives. She is amazing and I love listening to her read and talk when she's in town. She is the kind of radical, like Patti Smith, who stands out and draws me in. She has heart.
I love this book. I have read it many times / am re-reading it. I love her clarity. I stopped reading--please take off list
Glad I wasn't put off by her prose. These are very sexy transmissions from the bad/worse days.
Interesting, entertaining, funny, but in a this-just-got-real sort of way.
The Goodreads description of Eileen Myles calls her a hero and when I read her poetry I feel like the world is beautiful and I am beautiful and everything is hopeful and I can do everything and forget I feel guilty all the time. I have ideas of ridiculous things to do because I think they'd be neat but whose appeal my friend's do not understand and discourage me from doing like reading poetry out loud in public parks without permission or running for president. When I read Eileen Myles I feel li...
i haven't read all of not me, i think, but that doesn't matter because mostly i feel like books of poetry are never finished. mostly this is a piece of writing about the poem "peanut butter" which is why i bought the book, so i could own peanut butter. i bought this on the last day of april when all poetry at the co-op was ten percent off all month for national poetry month, so i could own peanut butter for ten percent off. there were i think two nights in a row where i read aloud eileen myles t...
the kind of poetry that will occasionally lose me but then will suddenly come back with a line that hits me so square in the jaw i have to read and re-read it just to make sure myles really was able to manipulate language so cleverly. they have a particular talent for making the english language feel malleable and organic — rules of grammar and punctuation are eschewed in a way that makes their poetry feel like one long, ruminative internal monologue, the kind of thing i hear in my head and wi...
Actually 3.5
I read this book on a long car ride through the east coast. I was tagging along my sister's tour for her rock band. The midwest is such a bubble, y'know. I was in the smelly heat of Cincinnati with all its skinny Italian buildings, and murals of clouds on the brick. Apparently, the Ohio River does that, makes the air hotter. And the mountains on the way to Virginia were terrifying. I mean, absolutely crazy and huge, like a body. Crevices that go down. I hadn't showered in awhile. I was sleeping
new york city baby
I found the second half of the collection quite touching, especially the last few poems. Even when Eileen Myles’ writing is chiefly arrogant and obsessed with her own status as a poet (to be fair, perhaps this is the only way to be a poet anymore), I still find it charming and exciting to read about bicycles and birds in New York.
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"And my art can’tbe supported until it isgigantic, bigger thaneveryone else’s, confirmingthe audience’s feeling that they arealone. That they aloneare good, deservedto buy the ticketsto see this Art.Are working,are healthy, shouldsurvive, and arenormal. Are younormal tonight? Everyonehere, are we all normal."
So, yes, lesbian NYC poetry from three decades ago, this is apparently what channels all my feels these days. Thank God for Eileen Myles and Adrienne Rich and whatever enabled them to stand up for the feels. "We [lesbians] are always at the vanguard of relational concepts," Myles said in the 2016 essay that was the reason I read this book (https://www.thecut.com/2016/02/eileen...). And maybe that is true, because nobody gets your heart status like Eileen Myles. I may turn around and read this al...
I love this woman--"It's so much betterdisarming myselffrom terror, and lightpassing througha painting I stuckon a windowearlier, when I was scared.It's great, it's really great. Trees hold the worldand the weathermoves slow."
Recommended to me by a really friendly bookstore employee, this is one of my favorite poetry books I’ve read
This book STOMPED through my young mind when I first read it! Eileen Myles was, and remains, one of the best poets of her generation! This earlier book is like a conversation on speed, exciting as it is addictive, the line breaks various sized columns that break your neck to break the line. Gorgeous epiphanies sledge hammer you along the way, AND, you really are almost irritated when it's over, wanting more. BUT, there is more, CHECK OUT her books SKIES, and ON MY WAY, and others!HALLELUJAH for
§ The first time around Not Me, these poems provided me with a scaffolding that provided me with some level of discomfort given some of my own attitudes of a political nature. Let me explain. Firstly, this scaffolding appeared in my initial reading as a kind of poetic ledger testifying to the female’s bleak state or social position in the world, but perhaps more specifically, in American social constructs. I became hesitant of what I was being told: I thought identity politics was again being fl...
"An American Poem," which opens the collection, is of course Myles's masterpiece, but man, the rest of this book—it's like a document of Myles in the very early stages of trying to figure out what her style and her substance is. The vast majority of the poems here are entirely forgettable; a good line here and there, but forgettable all the same. And a great number of them are just...embarrassingly bad? Which I feel all right saying because I'm crazy about most of her other work—Skies, from 2001...