{"author":"Eileen Myles","author_id":"Eileen+Myles","total_quotes":16,"quotes":[{"text":"Poetry from the bottom up is an act of selection: you kind of feel your way through the crowds of poems. The good ones came forward a long time ago, and the bad ones fell away.","author":"Eileen Myles","tags":["time","good","long "],"id":3699,"author_id":"Eileen+Myles"},{"text":"When somebody's in love with you, they think it's amazing you've written them a poem, and when they don't love you anymore, they hate those poems. They wish those poems would go away.","author":"Eileen Myles","tags":["love","hate","think "],"id":6283,"author_id":"Eileen+Myles"},{"text":"I wasn't afraid of being poor. I didn't want to live in a big house. I'm the perfect size for poetry. I can move around.","author":"Eileen Myles","tags":["live","want","perfect "],"id":24656,"author_id":"Eileen+Myles"},{"text":"The bag I wanted was beyond reason - something to hold my poems, twice as big as the universe and it must be androgynous.","author":"Eileen Myles","tags":["lesbian","lgbt","poetry","queer"],"id":83618,"author_id":"Eileen+Myles"},{"text":"Sometimes in utter hopelessness I put my cheek on the table like it was someone. I wanted to wake my brain up and be loved.","author":"Eileen Myles","tags":["loneliness","solitude"],"id":91323,"author_id":"Eileen+Myles"},{"text":"In Arlington, people would laugh at you if you tried to get people to look at your drawings or listen to your poetry. It was like you thought you were special.","author":"Eileen Myles","tags":["thought","people","laugh "],"id":178177,"author_id":"Eileen+Myles"},{"text":"If passion was a substance I would say it is dark brown, and then blood red. It's like wet grass, tons of it soaked in mud. It's warm and it stinks like shit and it's unaccountably and endlessly good. It's thick and it goes on for miles and it isn't so much deep as bottomless and it holds you in its grip, you never drown. And then it goes. That's all you know.","author":"Eileen Myles","tags":["deep","eileen-myles","emotions","fear","feelings","inferno","mud","passion","poet","poetry","substance","thick"],"id":216087,"author_id":"Eileen+Myles"},{"text":"Who doesn't want to be famous? I am famous. I'm dying to be on TV.","author":"Eileen Myles","tags":["i am","want","dying "],"id":272188,"author_id":"Eileen+Myles"},{"text":"Sunday is a likely day to write a poem. Because poetry is a piece of language flying around: you'll find notebooks, something on your phone. It's about finding them and getting them off that crumpled piece of paper and onto my computer.","author":"Eileen Myles","tags":["day","language","flying "],"id":294204,"author_id":"Eileen+Myles"},{"text":"Poetry and novels are lists of our devotions. We love the feel of making the marks as the feelings are rising and falling.","author":"Eileen Myles","tags":["love","falling","feelings "],"id":310349,"author_id":"Eileen+Myles"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":16,"pages":2,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}