A POET'S NOTEBOOK

A POET'S NOTEBOOK

Transmission

Eileen Myles

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TRANSMISSION

I’m overcome

by the cruelty

of nature

no I mean

I’m with

it. And each

little capacity

it has

can’t be transferred

I mean

a spruce

can’t give

its oils to you

can it.

But that’s how

it grows

in the ab

sence of

technology

my thoughts

grow. My thoughts

grow among

trees

but I don’t

help them

though

I’m for them.

I’m for my

dog & inci

dentally

I feed

her but I

don’t see

her much.

…

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