Book Giveaway: Ric Royer’s She Saw Ghosts He Saw Bodies
We were sitting around a campfire, trying with our hearts to tell ghost stories. Someone kept rambling on and on. I did the one about the guy with the bloody finger. The best one was when someone said, “Once there BOO” which, awesome, was short.
No one can tell ghost stories anymore. Can you?
My labelmate, Ric Royer, can. Dude’s a trip. His new book She Saw Ghosts He Saw Bodies, just out from Narrow House, is an eerie thing, a creepy, eerie thing. And each copy has a hand-drawn cover by Jackie Milad.
So here’s their giveaway part: whoever comments HERE with the shortest and scariest story will win a copy of not just creepy, eerie, hand-drawn She Saw Ghosts He Saw Bodies, but also Ric’s other book things, including Time Machine and There Were One and It Was Two and the weather not the weather. Also, apparently, some other stuff. Freaky. Go here to enter.
I want to see some scary. I thought the movie The Ring was scary.
Adam Robison & Other Poems
Adam Robinson’s debut tome of poems, Adam Robison and Other Poems, is not only my favorite title of the year, but is also a book I have been waiting to hold in my hands with great anticipation for quite some time, as a friend, yes, but more so in language glee. Adam can truly speak it in a way I have never heard anyone else speak. This is going to be one to drink milk in bed with, I assure you. Or beer, if you do that sort of thing.
The above photo is not the actual cover, which I assure you will be a thing to hornily behold.
You can preorder the book here from Narrow House.
You can read a poem from the book that I published at Lamination Colony, I’m going to have SEX with these people.
And as a final bonus teaser, here’s Adam reading a poem that may or may not be in the book, but that at least could hold its own head to head against a plant and my fist, unblinking:
O Poetry Collection
Narrow House, who has been “creating interdisciplinary language-based craziness for five years running,” has released the pre-orders for the I.E. Reader, which features work from, omfs:
Elena Alexander, Bruce Andrews, Michael Ball, Sandra Beassley, Lauren Bender, Bill Berkson, Charles Bernstein, Mei-mei Berssenbrugge, Miles Champion, Norma Cole, CA Conrad, Bruce Covey, Tina Darragh, Ben Doller, Sandra Doller, Buck Downs, Rachel Blau DuPlessis, kari edwards, Cathy Eisenhower, Graham Foust, Heather Fuller, Peter Gizzi, Adam Good, Jamie Gaughran-Perez, K. Lorraine Graham, Jessica Grim, P. Inman, Lisa Jarnot, Bonnie Jones, Beth Joselow, Michael Kelleher, Amy King, Doug Lang, Katy Lederer, Reb Livingston, M. Magnus, Tom Mandel, Chris Mason, Kristi Mexwell, Megan McShea, Anna Moschovakis, Gina Myers , Chris Nealon, Mel Nichols, Aldon Nielsen, Tom Orange, Bob Perelman, Simon Pettet, Tom Raworth, Adam Robinson, Phyllis Rosenzweig, Ric Royer, Ken Rumble, Justin Sirois, Rod Smith, Cole Swensen, Maureen Thorson, Chris Toll, Edwin Torres, Les Wade, Rosemarie Waldrop, Ryan Walker, Mark Wallace, Terence Winch, Rupert Wondolowski, John Yau, Geoffrey Young
The work is drawn from readings at Baltimore’s most formidable poetry venue, the I.E. Series. All those poets read there and then Narrow House put the book together with Michael Ball, who curates the series.
‘Steve Reich Hears a Pentecostal Preacher’ by Adam Robinson, from ‘Adam Robison’
It’s not quite available for the masses yet, but to get you hype for the forthcoming release of Adam Robinson‘s debut book of poems, pleasantly titled ‘Adam Robison and Other Poems’ (and forthcoming in the next few months from Narrow House Press) we’ve got two special treats lined up.
The first is said book’s publisher’s new blog: Narrow House press blog, which is a pleasant introduction to the group and their releases, which span from records to full length poetry books.
Secondly, culled from what might be quite a length of dirty video recordings captured this weekend at the post-510 Reading Series bar assault (in which your current blogger and said ‘Adam Robison’ aka ‘Magic Acorn’ were asked to ‘stop wrestling in the bar or leave’), is Adam Robinson’s fine drunken performance of his poem ‘Steve Reich Hears a Pentecostal Preacher.’
Please enjoy (and thanks to Michael Kimball for the sweet capture).
You should have seen him breakdancing a few minutes later. It was a poem in itself. Though the guys at the pizza shop were less thrilled with Adam and some other weird dude screaming about dick and pouring water on each other in a beer haze. Poem video life.
Also, for your consumption, the brilliant introduction to ‘Adam Robison,’ published here at Otoliths, which contains the paragraph:
So what’s the story, Anne Carson? I mean, what’s my story? I’m riding my bike home with a video camera strapped to the handlebars, through the glittering downtown into the crumbling neighborhoods of Baltimore’s east side.
I, for one, am quite excited.