Monday, November 3, 2014

Good News! The Cheapskates by Jerome Sala is back in stock at Small Press Distribution

Jerome Sala reads with Elaine Equi and Ray DiPalma on Saturday, Nov.15th
at 6 pm at Studio 26, 179 E. 3rd St. NYC in the Acidic Ghost Spectral Reading Series hosted by David Pemberton.

Friday, July 4, 2014

Lunar Chandelier Press is Pleased to announce the publication of Dick:A Vertical Elegy by Sam Truitt

Dick: A Vertical Elegy by Sam Truitt
July 4th 2014
(paperback, pp.76. Preface by Kimberly Lyons.
Designed by Julie Harrison).

Dick is a prose poem grounded in proprietary
knowledge about President Kennedy’s assassination.

The pith of that information is transmitted through
Morse Code,the seemingly undifferentiated plane of which
is broken up with stage directions from Shakespeare’s
tragedies.Dick to that extent is a cryptogram containing
information of inherent value burrowed within layers of cipher.

The link to the DICK transmissions online is

Dick: An Oblique Conspiracy Countdown:

 Excerpt from DICK: A VERTICAL ELEGY at Penn Poetry Series:

Sunday, May 4, 2014

David Lehman reads Jerome Sala's The Cheapskates and writes:

"Tonight I lift my glass to Jerome Sala whose new book The Cheapskates is just out from Lunar Chandelier Press. It is a handsomely produced volume and it is bursting with the mordant wit and adventurous spirit that mark this talented poet with the quiet exterior and the secret burning rage..." read more here

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Lunar Chandelier Press is pleased to announce the publication of The Cheapskates by Jerome Sala


The Cheapskates by Jerome Sala

"Jerome Sala’s cheeky, splashy poetry seems never to be
in a bad mood:   he sails through profound political and
historical issues with a tone of insouciance that—like an
erudite carnival-barker’s—successfully lures us into the tent.
Indeed, The Cheapskates has a Cecil B. DeMille fullness, each
of its sideshows masterfully spacious within close quarters.
I hear in Sala’s voice the lovable sound of a storyteller-trickster
who wants to beguile listeners into a reverie with no strings attached."
-Wayne Koestenbaum

"From The Flintstones to the Khalisi in Game of Thrones, nothing on TV
has escaped Jerome Sala’s attention, though as you can tell from these
examples he has a affinity for the Other, for the cult of primitive, animal power
transferred from animals, be they dragons or dinos.  And where does he run
with this knowledge?  I have long admired Sala’s wit, his vulnerability, the
astute social analysis like a knife that cuts through pretension and cruelty.

But we love him for his cheapskate beauty, its rare unearthly gleam.  The
best poems here come “lit by a supernatural brightness/ that broadcasts
delicious ideas, as only light can,/ at the very edge of palpability.”

-Kevin Killian

"Jerome Sala is to poetry what George Carlin was to stand-up comedy,
what the downtown New York art scene of the 1980s would have been
had Hans Haacke been a part of it. Vivid, envelope-pushing, steeped in
pop yet bracingly lucid, these poems feel like culture critique, epigram,
film fanzine, exercise, ironic lecture, cheap joke, meditation, satire and
philosophical treatise rolled up into one, pulling the curtain aside to
reveal not the man behind it, but our own hands working the controls.
If being an artist means, as Howard Zinn once suggested, thinking
the boundaries of permissible thought” and daring “to say things that no
one else will say,” Sala is the poetry world’s most consistent, brilliant,
and l
augh-out-loud funny example."

-Gary Sullivan

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Limited edition Broadsides
of Jerome Sala poem
"The Praying Mantis Agreed"
and Elaine Equi's poem "I Never Seem to Arrive"
Designed by Soho Letter Press, 2014
with hand tinted art by Toni Simon.
Look under Books to order.

"The Praying Mantis                "I Never Seem to Arrive"
Agreed" with hand drawn          Designed by Soho Letter Press
tinting and art by
Toni Simon

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

She Carries a Liquid Suitcase: Dee Dee Kramer on Laurie Price's Radio at Night

"...Now, if you're a San Francisco poet, when you read Radio at Night, probably you'll think of Jack Spicer, because of that radio. But it's a different presence here—not poet as radio, (although Laurie certainly works in tune with an Outside)--but more like a radio motif, sometimes explicit (“the rich could find their radios here” or Sam the Sham & the Pharaoh's song “Wooly Bully” of 1965, or in a Moroccan shop a radio with no sound but with blue light and power) and sometimes suggested via details of broadcast, voice, musical instrument, frequency, or disembodied communication. The title poem is in New York, and here too, the radio emits light instead of sound...Each place in the book is prefaced with a photograph of a local door—opaque or transparent, solid or gated or windowed, brick or iron or glass—come into this country, or don't, or can you? Do you want to? She carries a liquid suitcase. New York is a country, alongside Mexico or Morocco, but never the U.S.  The U.S. is not a country; many nations aren't."
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