GHOSTS BY ALBERT AYLER, GHOSTS BY ALBERT AYLER

From the press: “Merry Fortune’s poems are sudden & direct, profligate in their engagement with beauty (sordid & sublime), and always inspiring. She writes in the time lapse between the hand and the eye—‘the brainchild crocus of stability’—and never slows down.” —Lewis Warsh

“Merry Fortune’s poems are sort of broken and beautiful and melodic—she’s awkwardly smart. She’s sort of like Francois Villon. She’s kind of a twenty-first century Susie Timmons. The fact that she’s doing music (I mean working with musicians) is only more evidence of her greatness. She’s a cat orchestra. She’s cartooniness without even pictures or laughs.” —Eileen Myles

“… a microscopic gauntlet of “imaginary landscapes” where the spiritual and pedestrian share parity in a squirmingly comfortable way at both exhilarating heights and disquieting depths. Created at times are edgy musical messages, just as Ayler’s strange, simple, melancholic melodies shared space with his weird impassioned howling and plaintive, overflowing cries. … Desire’s internal struggle opens into a sometimes frantic, sometimes sublime, always abstract abyss called life.” —Steve Dalachinsky