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- Herausgeber: Grove Press UK
- Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
- Sprache: Englisch
'Ruthlessly unguarded, surgically self-parodic and infinitely funny ... An indispensable book about friendship and intimacy; I alternately laughed and shivered as I turned the pages' Guardian The first new poetry collection since Evolution from the peerless writer, activist and poet Eileen Myles, a "Working Life" captures the many dualities of human life: loneliness and companionship, city and country, youth and aging, travel and stasis, fear and wonder. a "Working Life" is a book rooted in the beauty of the everyday: the 'sweet accumulation' of birds outside a window, a cup of coffee and a slice of pizza, a lover's foot on the bed. These poems travel widely in planes, trains and cars around the world and by foot across the terrain of the small rooms that held us during the pandemic lockdowns. In this collection Myles shows both the beauty and ridiculousness of love and sex, articulates the immense anxieties about the future world threatened by climate change and capitalism, and also finds transcendent wonder in the landscapes and animals around us, and in the radical human act of caring for one another and our world. With humour, beauty and singular vision, a "Working Life" shows Eileen Myles working at the height of their poetic and philosophical powers.
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a
“Working
Life”
Also by Eileen Myles
Pathetic Literature
For Now
Evolution
Afterglow (a dog memoir)
I Must Be Living Twice / New and Selected Poems, 1975–2014
Snowflake / different streets
Inferno (a poet’s novel)
The Importance of Being Iceland / travel essays in art
Sorry, Tree
Tow (with drawings by artist Larry R. Collins)
Skies
on my way
Cool for You
School of Fish
Maxfield Parrish / Early & New Poems
The New Fuck You / Adventures in Lesbian Reading (with Liz
Kotz)
Chelsea Girls
Not Me
1969
Bread and Water
Sappho’s Boat
A Fresh Young Voice from the Plains
Polar Ode (with Anne Waldman)
The Irony of the Leash
a
“Working
Life”
Eileen Myles
Grove Press UK
First published in the United Kingdom in 2023 by Grove Press UK,
an imprint of Grove Atlantic
First published in the United States of America in 2023 by Grove Atlantic
Copyright © Eileen Myles, 2023
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has been asserted by them in accordance with the Copyright, Designs and
Patents Act of 1988.
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Hardback ISBN 978 1 80471 033 3
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for Fanny Howe
Contents
For My Friend
1
The Preface (some landscape for Joan)
3
Page America Myles
7
First Poem
9
Mary Queen of Scots
11
Friday Night
15
In You
18
To Love
22
Russia
24
Tasha
26
Casper
28
Read
30
September 7
32
untitled (Did you indeed)
38
Lucky Kittens
39
The Trip
42
Again
46
Notes
48
Pigs
49
Everything
51
March 3
53
April 15
62
Por Example
73
Beloved Train
74
Göteborg
79
Jason Throws a Bolt
87
The Library
90
For Charles
94
Go
95
Bednewton
97
WTF
102
jihad
110
Howl
123
we
125
Cool & Bright
129
Put My House
130
Love Song
136
Time Today
141
Because I Was In
143
April
156
Archer
157
The Sacrament & the
159
Painting Is the Sky
161
April Sixteenth Twenty Twenty
162
My watch
164
Monday Shit
167
Memorial Day
171
May 8-9
172
Frama
177
Nantucket
179
Two Hundred Years
181
September
186
Erin
188
Night
189
Pink Margot (2020)
190
pencil & pen
192
untitled (Love with you)
194
x
195
untitled (The nothing)
198
Beloved Park
199
The Park
201
Home In Our Time
204
Held
208
Look What the Cat Dragged in
209
Two Things
214
And I
220
untitled (I kept the/mask)
224
Diet Coke
225
Mice
230
the rape raggedy tiara
236
for Alex Katz
242
Eva, After Getting Off the Boat
243
Acknowledgments
267
a
“Working
Life”
For My Friend
Nothing
better
for people
than dogs
nothing better than ma
king
you scream
here. There were
two super
new cars
and then
some pink
chicken
filets
I guess
there were
berries
for sale
in Scandinavia
a man in
a plaid
shirt &
cookies
also they
are
working
1
in the ceme
tery
I can see
their blue
ladder
from here.
A man
has written
a book
about many
deaths
or many
things to do after.
Read it
read it
they say
but what
comes
after
is a small
idea. Now
is large
rainy.
Amy I wish
you luck
2
The Preface
some landscape for joan
My vanity
all kinds of roads
looking out
at the blue
black mountains
and so many
houses down
among the floor
the crime
of so many of us
big bold stripe
overhead
but it’s
different
too
it’s not how
the dinosaurs
saw
3
one volume
held what turned
out to
be the window
of my
life
I keep plunging
you just have
to wait
till it sees
you again
only that
one lens
to be
enough to the father
of the day
and her sound
it’s layed
out so regular
like god
4
and you just
pick out
your business
and land
on the land
the stripes
the crawling
ants; look what we’ve
done
the other
window
darker pony
I’m such
a mess
finally seeing
the end of
it thank
god is always
the mountains
and that’s
why we call
them friends
that’s my limit
5
and here’s the plane
now and the
town bump
6
Page America Myles
I have a land
line so in
a state of
emergency
I can make
a call.
So you should
get a
landline
so I can
call you
that’s what
I meant
to say to Erin.
there’s a lot
of suffering
here in this
room. I meant
to connect to a therapist.
That’s what
I planned
to do in
7
the city.
I’ll do that
this week.
In that
case this
means
next. It’s
like my
body’s
pointing w
time full
of time.
That’s
what I meant
to say
to you
let’s have
some.
8
First Poem
every
experience
of being
& day
awakens
me to the dif
ficulty
I change
my socks
I see
my feet
you don’t
so much
mind my flaws
I think
at the
world
when I
go out. women
in chairs
& couch
one of both
a tender
9
dog & actual
tears. today
it snows.
we go
live
10
Mary Queen of Scots
The whales
breaking
the surface
are the
ocean
no other
name. Then
I knew
that I
became
ocean
too. The black
and white
mother
knows her
baby becomes
knives
she misses
the restaur
ant. And
honey
runs out
and takes
a bite
11
of Butters’
head
the owner
is nice
that forest
in Scotland
whipping
by. Yes I
think this
country
should
become
free. Solaris
is the
interior
of my sexual
fantasies
I’m part
plant
eaten
by movies
for years
the veal
of snow
curves
as she drags
her pile
of trash
on the train
12
this is
any
butter
the lightly
screaming
train &
I’m excited
to see
you. Black
barns
hold my
content
ment. Dana
Ward and
Mira
Gonzalez
and those
small tubby
rolls
in the grass
are relevant
yellower
grass. It’s
hay. Hedge
ends
the property
my this
is not
struck
13
by the gun
of a moment
but this
tumbling
green
long unseen
tiny recollections
exchanging
thwang
the release
of a bow. Honey’s
safe and
butters
safe. The crown
of a tree
see through
poking
over a hill
and I
want
my hands
on the font
I want
I want
14
Friday Night
I don’t think
I can
live without
taking pic
tures. The peach
second
sun made
a move
on the right.
No clouds
shifted
in realistic
terms
made
that melon
bright. But
what
about the
singular
spray
of leaves
that made
me think
of sight
15
no see
an open
space
& a hook
a beck
oning
space
that
shakes
when
there’s
wind
what’s
the heart
but an
emptiness
in your
stomach
a hole
in your
head
a foot
on the
bed
you happy
you made
me happy
non understandable
us like
16
nature
unknown
all fronds
all silence
sound
pulling
the trigger
always.
17
In You
I feel very
protective
of wood
if it’s
living
you can rain
on it
but in the
sink
it rots
so love it
like a baby
worship
the tree.
Love the lightbulb
in many
colors
the blond
