MC Oroville's Answering Machine | Mike Young
Yr not dreaming, yes, number 11 in the fantastic Transmission lineage is here. However, you may feel like yr dreaming when reading this book. Yr head might lift off from yr shoulders, and you better hope you got some kind of tether. Otherwise, yr head, bouncing around the stratosphere, might end up in one of Mike's poems. And, also, at least as far as I know, you probably wouldn't survive. Good luck with that.
So, you see, what you got yrself here is a fine book of poetry. Feel that plush poetry-y seating. Notice the spacious back seat. Smell that new poetry smell. And that engine. Holy shit, does that engine v-room like the dickens. I do believe this is something you could live with a very long time and never want to trade in. What do you say?
This book is printed on different colored coverstock, in an edition of 150, and is available for sale thru PayPal, which is off in the side bar. It's a mere $3.50.
By the way, I just found out I'm losing my job. But I went ahead and put this book out and will put more out. I guarantee you that. Don't, you know, let that INFLUENCE you into actually BUYING some of the books I'm publishing.
No, seriously. Don't. See if I care.
Transmission Press LOVES you.
But don't feel guilty.
Here's a poem from Mr. Micheal Young's book, MC OROVILLE'S ANSWERING MACHINE...
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DO YOU LIKE MY SUNGLASSES?Last seen in the junkyard on a yellow bike. Seen burning his mouth on the Keg Room pizza. Seen bearded at the punk shows in the autoshop lot, where I met a girl who made me lick the rain off the chainlinks and stop talking up a shitstorm. Some say MC Oroville moved south to work at a thrift store in the East Bay. Reprezent! It's not like we won't wait. We sell our water south, but the State keeps the money. In Scoops, the chicken mango dog tastes like the chicken Mediterranean dog. But we're trying. If someone invents a machine to bring murals alive, we will need new brochures. I bought Wayne the river for his birthday, and he promised to build a basement beneath it, in case MC Oroville needs to crash real low. At Staples, a drunk in a blue sundress watches the punks make flyers. She asks them if they like her sunglasses, her John Lennon sunglasses! But they are only the Wild Wild West sunglasses Burger King gave away in 1999. Then the punks split, and the lady photocopies her ID—some dispute with the law, the landlord. After she's evicted, she writes a letter. To my delicious punks, she writes. Kick out the links, eat the rain back to where it starts, find somebody's hair and set that hair on fire.
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Labels: MC Oroville's Answering Machine, Mike Young
In Your Fish Helmet | Sarah Menefee
You might assume there are TWO n's in Menefee, but just like Menefee's poetry, you'd be short-changing yrself assuming anything! Like my junior college health ed professor once said, "Don't assume. It only makes an ASS out of U and Me." Wait, my health ed "professor" was a complete ASS. What am I saying? Who cares! No, he really was. If I can digress, this guy was teaching junior college health ed courses and a large part of his agenda for the class was to tell us young, small town, easily influenced, dumbasses that couldn't get directly to a 4year college that homosexuality was wrong, and other such wonderful bits of "wisdom". What a complete piece of shit. I wish I could remember that fucker's name so I could call him out.
Anyway, you know what isn't anything close to a complete piece of shit, and you know what holds to its core a real sense of wisdom, empathy, reality, and human compassion? Yes, sirs and madams, that is this book, IN YOUR FISH HELMET, by Sarah Menefee. This is a book of personal, direct, and musical poetry. You'll probably want to put yr teeth right into the paper. Just know that if you ruin yr copy by trying to devour it, I am not responsible for replacing it.
I think this book is something like 28 pages or something. Who knows! Do you really care how LONG the book is? Get over yrself.
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chrome
someone who came to me the other night
was the one whose tall truck cab
I climbed into: picked me up somewhere
when I was a teenage girl
we kissed and made out: then we talked: I was afraid to go all the way
I completed it the other night: he took out his fine cock
and we fucked: forty-odd years later
the same emotional time
I married one
a truck driver become a gambler
too illiterate and proud to work
how bright with chrome it was
how big!
how did he find me again?
there was no bully in him: so fucked-up
something human was said: and kind
I’m a girl of eleven: the one
of fifteen or seventeen
in a constant fever: sex and romance
a wild and mysterious thing
forbidden: my secret
and there he comes again
and I’m not afraid
running downtown
under the day moon: round mother-of-pearl
I am fourteen
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Labels: In Your Fish Helmet, Sarah Menefee
Interdiction | Michael Slosek
Lucky number 9 in the TRANSMISSION PRESS lineup is Michael Slosek's
INTERDICTION. You should read this book either very early in the morning, or very late at night to one of Brian Eno's
AMBIENT albums-- actually, you can read this book at any hour, but, you know, like, reading this book early in the morning with
AMBIENT I, Music for Airports, spinning like the dickens on yr favorite MP3 portable device would probably be pretty cool, I think.
Anywho, lets get to the stats: This book is 30 pages, letterhalf in size, and bounded by God's perfect little invention, staples.
You should buy this book now. It's only $3.50 and all you have to do is work that PayPal finger over the PayPal button, and viola! You'll have yrself this terrific little book. And that $3.50 includes the shipping costs. That button is in the sidebar, to yr right, by the way.
If yr PayPal-phobic, send a check made out to Logan Ryan Smith for $3.50 to this addy:
711 Leavenworth St., #35
San Francisco, CA 94109
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The MarinerFirst
for the course
divorced from waiting space.
The speech of many
translated from plurality.
As an echo — waift in mastery.
The part to silence excludes itself
for lines written out of dock.
..Labels: Interdiction, Michael Slosek
Open Night | Aaron Lowinger
Aaron Lowinger's
Open Night decks the halls with odes for and from the night, ringing the bell as TRANSMISSION numero ocho. This book goes very well with PBR and Bruce Springsteen records and insomnia. This book is full of poems you'll want to copy in yr own handwriting, pass off to a loved one and tell them you wrote it for them.
So, down to the BRASS TACS, my friends! John McCain would NOT like this book! So you should BUY IT now while the gettin's still plenty good. This book is 34 pages, staplebound, letterhalf in size and printed on 100% recycled paper (as was requested by the author). Cover artwork is by Becky Moda.
You can buy this book for a
WHOPPING $3.50 by clickin' yr PayPal over there in the sidebar. Then you can have this book, put on some headphones, perhaps The Replacements, perhaps you can skip to the song
Kiss Me On the Bus, then you can get on a bus and read this book and find someone to kiss. That's what you should do with this book. Or you can send a check for $3.50 made out to Logan Ryan Smith and send it here:
711 Leavenworth St., #35
San Francisco, CA 94109
*Eric Gelsinger reviews Open Night.
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open night
I don’t complain about weather
not on a night like this
the tree bugs sing louder than people
and all that means I’m full
I’m tired I’m overslept overtired
outdreamed undertaken bifurcated
and it’s almost night
my cell phone is still warm
I’ll put my head down
and drive out to Amherst
someone might give me a job
and then I might have money
the sky’s the limit
I’m looking at every car I see
tonight I can drive anything
be anything burn anything
swim the highway
shoot the dark blue slice
the sky between branches
water for head
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Labels: Aaron Lowinger, Open Night
Tourmaline | Dorothea Lasky
Dorothea Lasky's brand new chapbook,
Tourmaline, rings the bell as lucky number 7. This book is perfect for the alchemist in us all. By the way, did you know that Newton was an alchemist? It's true. Look it up.
Anyway, I digress.
Tourmaline, by Dorothea Lasky, is printed in an edition of 150 copies, and is 32 pages, staplebound, letterhalf in size, and printed on SUPER HEAVY 80lb, bright white paper, with a vellum coverstock.
AND, this is the first Transmission Press chapbook to feature original artwork on the cover. All artwork for
Tourmaline was done by
Camilla Schofield.You can buy this beaut thru the PayPal button in the sidebar, or you can send me a cashable check for $3.50 made out to Logan Ryan Smith here:
711 Leavenworth St.
San Francisco, CA 94109
FIRESHOWERIn the middle of the night, Olympia took a gun and blew me up
Blew up the whole house in sparks of blue and orange
All I could do is wait
For her to get over the whole thing
As the bits of me flew up into the nightsky
I looked so pretty as I floated away
Kind of like that one time the man I wanted liked me back
Or at least tolerated me
For one night at least
What you all don’t know is that I am quite accomplished at hiding
At masquerading
Alongside the highway, you will think you see a sick clown
Really it is me inside that thing, scowling at you
Also, I didn’t know that you liked the real me
I thought you only knew of the scientist in me
Who dissects and displays the whole season long
Still, sparks rang out of me
On every occasion
It was your birthday, a holiday even
I thought it was my day that you all had come here for
I thought I was the thing you were celebrating
.Labels: Dorothea Lasky, Tourmaline
The Moveable Ones | John Sakkis
Numero seis in the TRANSMISSION chip-chap-chappy series is
The Moveable Ones, by John Sakkis. This book is a terrific travel companion. You'll want to "go places" with it.
The Moveable Ones is printed in a first run of 150 copies, and is somewheres about 36 pages, logging in as TRANSMISSION's longest chappy to date.
The Moveable Ones is letterhalf in size, staple-bound, and printed on 28lb. bright white paper, with an 80lb. linen coverstock.
You can purchase John Sakkis's
The Moveable Ones thru the PayPal button to your right, or by sending a check for $3.50 (made out to Logan Ryan Smith) to this address:
Logan Ryan Smith
711 Leavenworth St., #35
San Francisco, CA 94109
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from The Moveable Ones
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such moths without sleeping
and days of one eminent
by means of/ with scenes
of the box too mistaken
by hearing the chants at night
rather to get the pieces at
the right time among others
at a glance of what other
people could see they were ivory
steps an ivory desk only color
an ivory slip his shared interests
ivory time around the turn
a small book of tangrams
and correspondents facile
traces against rolling feet
square the body top spinning
full leads solved in seconds
the most boyish maneuver
or fewer pieces is called a “peach”
break in the ear and the warm
delicate hands of a cloth
Labels: John Sakkis, The Moveable Ones
Orgy in the Beef Closet | Michael Koshkin
The 5th TRANSMISSION chap, Michael Koshkin's
Orgy in the Beef Closet, is now available. This book would make a perfect party favor at company parties, mixers, and ice cream socials.
Orgy in the Beef Closet is printed in an initial run of 150 copies, and is about 20 pages long, letterhalf in size, and staple-bound. This chappy is printed on ivory linen paper, with an 80lb, vellum coverstock.
You can purchase Michael Koshkin's
Orgy in the Beef Closet thru the PayPal button in the sidebar, or by making out a check to Logan Ryan Smith for $3.50 and sending it to:
Logan Ryan Smith
711 Leavenworth St., #35
San Francisco, CA 94109
*Eileen Tabios reviews ORGY IN THE BEEF CLOSET in the 10th issue of Galatea Resurrects.
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from Orgy in the Beef Closet
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It descended without fuss
We were breathing together between
mechanics
she, the piston
Kirkwood, the block-tongued cloudburst.
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Labels: Michael Koshkin, Orgy in the Beef Closet
The Gilles Poem - Winter 2006 Collection | Sabrina Calle
Sabrina Calle's T
he Gilles Poem - Winter 2006 Collection is now available from TRANSMISSION PRESS. Logging in as the 4th chapbook from TRANSMISSION, this chappy is printed in an edition of 150 copies and is 28 pages long, legalhalf in size, and staple-bound.
The Gilles Poem - Winter 2006 Collection is printed on smooth, 28lb bright white paper.
You can purchase
The Gilles Poem thru the PayPal button in the sidebar for $3.50, or you can make out a check to Logan Ryan Smith and send it to:
Logan Ryan Smith
711 Leavenworth St., #35
San Francisco, CA 94109
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Gilles Poem 102: for Utensils and Their Care
Here I go, crying
---two parts----------into one-----(and)----------O Gilles, now I need you
you scrape up
--------------for example, the cravat bandage
with a square knot
“to prevent slipping.”----------you look so beautiful-----but, why----------can’t I see
it?
or epidemic.-------------------God Gilles, I think I get it
---it should be long enough to tuck in----------I am picking the lint off your chin
like an accent------------------------God Gilles, are you here-----with me?-----it’s
-----------------------------------what Artaud did
-----with French. ----------------------------I am blinking-----but
they function
as indexes
---------------------------------“merely a production” —--you are.---and it calls forth flows
---------------& breaks
yes, we are
so sick
-------------but isn’t it true,
-------------even if we go back
-------------from the images
-------------to the structure?
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Labels: Sabrina Calle, The Gilles Poem - Winter 2006 Collection
TRACELAND - Mark Lamoureux
Mark Lamoureux's
TRACELAND is now available from TRANSMISSION PRESS. This is the third chapbook from TRANSMISSION and is printed in an inital run of 150 copies.
TRACELAND is printed on smooth, 28lb bright white paper. The cover was printed on a brick-colored, 80lb coverstock, with a vellum finish. You can see candid photos of the book
here and
here. Mark Lamoureux's
TRACELAND is 28 pages, letterhalf in size, and staple-bound.
Purchase
TRACELAND by Mark Lamoureux for $3.50 thru the PayPal button in the sidebar.
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from TRACELAND
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I LIKE TO SEE IT
Fauna wings pinned akimbo
by bourbon pins,
the roughrider capsized
on the scarified pavement:
see the sun take the snow,
a vista to look out on my victims,
the sundry paths shrunk
to a single point, brobdignagian
tender offers for the coffers
of karmic ambivalence.
A shade in the chorus of the otherwise
occupied, a troll
for every singed bridge, a bottle
of this, a bottle
of that. Night's midwife descends
with her fleshy poison
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ideas.
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Labels: Mark Lamoureux, TRACELAND
908 - 1078 - Brandon Brown
Brandon Brown's
908 - 1078 is now available from TRANSMISSION PRESS. This is the second chapbook to be released from TRANSMISSION and is printed in an edition of 150 copies.
908 - 1078 is 20 pages, letterhalf in size, staple-bound, and printed on linen paper.
You can purchase
908 - 1078 by Brandon Brown for $3.50 thru the PayPal button in the side bar.
From the poet:908 – 1078 is an excerpt from
The Persians By Aeschylus. It represents a literal translation of the last 170 lines of the ancient tragedy
The Persians by Aeschylus.
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excerpt from 908 - 1078We breathed together. I breathe you, I’d say to my Friends I breathe as well you One or the other of them might say Were we discontent? You might be wondering I am a painter A painter of beautiful pictures This one I entitled “FRIENDSHIP”. Yes our individual libidos had been repressed by culture No we would not just go make objects and fuck them When I say We breathed together The common breath of discontentment Since that’s friendship Not necessarily loving what your friends love but Definitely hating what they hate We were very wealthy but all around us was the stink of poverty We breathed together We knew its source Oh how we hated the Greeks
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Labels: 908 - 1078, Brandon Brown
passion - Larry Kearney
TEMPORARILY OUT OF PRINT
Larry Kearney's
passion is now available from TRANSMISSION press. This is the first chapbook to be released from TRANSMISSION and is printed in an edition of 150 copies.
passion is letterhalf in size, 32 pages and staplebound.
You can purchase
passion by Larry Kearney for $3.50 thru the PayPal button in the sidebar.
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from passion
leaning with the strength of x in the dimly opened entrance with negative
- - - - - - - -offerings
clack in the hallway clomp
- - - - - - - -click limps
my un-
- - - - - - - -tellable maniac down
the hall of the sickened
- - - - - - - -children
I make my permanent
- - - - - - - -residence in the overstuffed snowlit chairs
where the books live but would not be
- - - - - - - -understood at all in space
the real un-
- - - - - - - -utterable
dictated sequence
- - - - - - - -blooming in open skull.
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Labels: Larry Kearney, passion
UPDATE 04/18/09
Upcoming TRANSMISSION chapbooks will be by Mike Young, and there will also be a collaborative chapbook by Julia Cohen and Mathias Svalina. Check back at this post for updates on other forthcoming chaps.
TRANSMISSION (updated 4/13/07)
This press will be used to publish the chapbooks of under-represented poets, most often the younger poets--but not always.
TRANSMISSION PRESS will be a lo-fi/no frills project. Productions of each chapbook will be basic, simple, and clean. It is not the intention of TRANSMISSION to make an art object of the book, but to get the work out as quickly, affordably, and efficiently as possible while maintaining a sharp aesthetic. This makes it possible for TRANSMISSION PRESS to release 6 to 8 chapbooks a year that will never cost more than $3.50 each, shipping and handling included (trades are always welcomed and encouraged, as well). Each chapbook will be between 12 and 40 pages. The first printing of each book will be done in an edition of 150 copies; once those copies have sold out, a special edition second printing of 50 will complete a total run of 200 copies per TRANSMISSION release.
At the moment, TRANSMISSION PRESS does
not accept unsolicited manuscript submissions.
Yr not dreaming, yes, number 11 in the fantastic Transmission lineage is here. However, you may feel like yr dreaming when reading this book. Yr head might lift off from yr shoulders, and you better hope you got some kind of tether. Otherwise, yr head, bouncing around the stratosphere, might end up in one of Mike's poems. And, also, at least as far as I know, you probably wouldn't survive. Good luck with that.
