tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62695952024-03-08T05:05:44.342+10:30Ruby StreetJill Jones takes poetry for a walkJill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.comBlogger1017125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-31094709677558898942019-09-28T18:35:00.001+09:302019-09-28T18:44:11.888+09:30Questions, but no answers: while editing a manuscript
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I’m in the process of editing something so all these strange questions Jill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-41575411533189034382019-09-22T13:39:00.002+09:302019-09-28T19:08:08.593+09:30The body and the page: tracing making
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Writing comes from the body, out of the senses and rhythms of the body. The interstitial and the uncertainty in immanence is part of that process.Sense data arrives on moments. Bodily syntax isn’t smooth. The body has its digressions thatJill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-10502136486355495892019-09-16T13:45:00.000+09:302019-09-16T13:56:38.861+09:30Viva the Real - shortlisted!
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I just found an old essay, commissioned by an organisation but never published (slight grump), on the poetry of Judith Wright and, specifically, her Collected Poems. It's a bit overviewy, as that was the commission, however, considering that I'm Jill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-17169715715450391772019-09-15T12:27:00.000+09:302019-09-28T22:56:59.746+09:30'Energy' in a poem
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Just a few ideas, well questions really, about energy or movement in a poem.
Certainly that can be directed through syntactical choices - paratactic, discontinuous, or hypotactic, continuous.
It may be how tense is used. Can simple present Jill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-2618012378585567472019-09-10T12:53:00.000+09:302019-09-28T22:57:51.783+09:30An environment - a poemWhat is an environment in poetry – maybe creating space for things to happen, even if that be small, let alone associative/expansive, or even rhapsodic, or taking in other 'data', big and small.
In doing this, I consider the spaces in the poem, the associative if you like, as wave forms, intersections created by words, phrases, iterations and reiterations as words double-back on themselves, as a Jill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-30756143273765348382019-09-10T11:29:00.000+09:302019-09-28T18:37:28.967+09:30‘The fast fold of fret lines’: Intimacy, ecopoetics, and the local<!--[if gte mso 9]>
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Jill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-85638199916706821972016-12-31T17:53:00.003+10:302016-12-31T18:21:16.232+10:30On BrinkSo, my next book is scheduled to appear from Five Islands Press some time next year (2017), most likely mid-year. First of all, my thanks to the editorial team at Five Islands for inviting me to publish with them. It was, actually, a surprise, a welcome one of course. It's not the first time I've published with Five Islands. My second book, the now out-of-print Flagging Down Time, came out duringJill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-17691069355838534062016-12-31T14:22:00.002+10:302016-12-31T14:37:06.452+10:30Beyond Brink: or thinking about the next-next bookMy next book, now it’s public, will be called Brink (unless there is a last-minute title change, always possible in publishing). Now that it’s more or less settled, I am of course working on writing ideas beyond that – ideas that are more than a poem here and there. Needless to say, this includes a ‘next next’ book, the one after this next book, as an idea.
I realise, of course, that in Jill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-55107452865340876842015-12-06T16:43:00.001+10:302015-12-09T10:26:58.448+10:30My two 2015 bests, and a not-quite-the-end-of-the-year not-really-a-list thingI’m not sure why there is always this flurry of best-of lists for the end of each year, and usually not even at the end of the actual year, thus simply being wrong, in all senses. Overall, my year wasn’t a good year, but that's another story. Suffice to say, I realised confirmed a few too many things about a few too many things. Nonetheless, the year, on a broad rather than exact scale, began andJill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-76857027421107659192015-10-30T14:22:00.000+10:302015-10-30T14:25:25.413+10:30'Breaking the Days' launch, MelbourneOK, I can now update details of my next book launch:
Breaking The Days will be launched in Melbourne by Alison Croggon at The Alderman, 134 Lygon St, Brunswick East, on Saturday 21st November, 2.30-4.30pm.
Welcome, one and all!
You might be interested to read some of my thoughts on putting the book together a few posts back on the blog.
I hope to have a cover pic available soon.
Jill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-57655356296678579632015-10-30T11:43:00.001+10:302015-10-30T14:22:33.745+10:30November -- JJ doing poetry in Adelaide, Melbourne, SydneyIt's a busy November for me, as it turns out. As well as marking and administrivia stress outs, I'm dancing poetry around Australia, even in the current home town.
First up, because it's confirmed, and it's, urrm, first up, I'll be reading in Adelaide at the first Lee Marvin reading for November alongside David Mortimer, Heather Taylor Johnson and the maestro, Ken Bolton himself. So, that's Jill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-41654162852178247542015-10-10T13:06:00.000+10:302015-10-10T13:29:48.889+10:30Big crowd of poems 2015The list of contributors to The Best Australia Poems 2015 has been announced. I'm there (yay), amongst a big crowd. I'd prefer to call it a Big Crowd of Australian Poems, or something, rather than 'the best', because it's never gonna be that, because it can't. Still, that's an argument that's been rehashed a number of times. 'Best' is marketing speak, as we all know.
There's a few names on the Jill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-61536134398369633272015-10-05T23:17:00.001+10:302015-10-12T23:32:57.109+10:30Late night thoughts on the blogging thingI decided to take a break, a continuing one so far it seems, from Facebook, a few months ago. I miss the exchange at times but, in the end, it wasn't good for my health. That is a long story and not worth going into further. I've gone back to this blog, fitfully it may seem, but possibly fairly regularly. I did try tumblr, by the way, but didn't seem to get into the swing of it. Twitter is an Jill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-80599913014159027762015-10-05T22:24:00.000+10:302015-10-05T22:24:33.196+10:30Mascara is freshThe latest issue of Mascara Literary Review has just been published, with the theme of Between Black and White.
I have a small poem therein, Bright Yellow Black.
There are many other good things to read as well, including a terrific short fiction by my friend and fellow Adelaidean writer, Shannon Burns.Jill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-80350031215246771152015-10-04T15:12:00.000+10:302015-10-04T15:13:32.052+10:30Making 'Breaking the Days'I am currently involved in the various tasks in getting a book ready for print and release. The book, at this moment, is called Breaking the Days, and was a joint winner of the Whitmore Press Manuscript Prize last year. The other winner, Tracy Ryan, has already published her volume in late July.
But back to this process. Because they are tasks, things that you do to make something. My initial Jill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-26620749852836392822015-10-02T16:29:00.004+09:302015-10-02T16:29:49.815+09:30Work in CorditeThere's a new poem from me at Cordite, just this week, called Bearing False Witness. It's part of their latest feature issue called Umami, edited by Luke Davies. My poem comes from an ongoing series of prose poems I've been writing on-and-off for many years. Occasionally one of them gets published. I have thought, from time-to-time, of putting them out in a small book, but I suspect that won't Jill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-82070076768694531842015-08-31T10:14:00.001+09:302015-08-31T10:18:52.581+09:30light at brighton
Yesterday, at Brighton Beach. One of the first continually sunny days for a while. Spring, almost. I don't really know Brighton, it's possibly only the third time in my life I've been there. Still, it's only a train journey away from home, so there I went, walking about, taking a photograph, writing a note or two:afternoon sunlight turns silver on Holdfast Bay
clouds tack behind the Jill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-18174636447461833672015-08-29T12:18:00.001+09:302015-08-29T12:21:53.413+09:30readings: sound and (sometimes) vision ...This coming September I will be doing at least one, if not two, poetry readings here in Adelaide. The definite gig will be Tuesday, September 29th 2015, at the terrific on-going series of Lee Marvin readings curated by the indefatigable Ken Bolton at the Dark Horsey Bookshop, part of the AEAF in Adelaide's West End. I'll be sharing the stage with my colleague, Brian Castro, among others. As soon Jill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-57306293139645527382015-08-28T11:12:00.003+09:302015-08-28T11:12:39.925+09:30still roughlists flutter in the social breeze
of course, all the tribunals, modern tribes
a coast dark blue with them, somewhere
I go down to the gulf one day
join the breeze
and I don't know anyone
tide has washed in pieces of broken brick
the gulls dive for fish
if that means I don't care
though I pick up a piece
almost circular, red, mineral-specked
I could skim it
I put it in my pocket
it's still Jill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-84693151966164801282015-08-15T14:00:00.001+09:302015-08-15T14:10:54.596+09:30or merely blue
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panose-1:2 4Jill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-45349824226618079642015-08-15T13:39:00.000+09:302015-08-15T13:41:54.677+09:30what i've been doing ...The 'what I've been doing' conversation could go on for a while, especially given that, in this space, it's been a long time between drinks. For the nonce, I'll narrow it down to one small corner of 'what I've been doing recently'. One version can be seen in a few poems that were published in March this year in John Tranter's new Journal of Poetics Research. Here they are:
Five poems in Journal Jill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-34201881070504973842013-12-23T10:39:00.003+10:302013-12-23T20:25:33.950+10:30Not to forget last year's bookWhile I'm looking forward to the progress of The Beautiful Anxiety, I don't want to
forget my 7th book, Ash is Here, So are Stars, which was
published late 2012 by Ralph Wessman of Walleah Press, and to whom I'm thankful
for taking a chance on this little book.
And it is a book I am fond of. It was born of a more
specific project than The Beautiful
Anxiety, in fact, developed from a manuscript Jill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6269595.post-43070658304313789932013-12-23T09:47:00.000+10:302013-12-23T16:38:25.796+10:30A listing: top Australian literary titlesAnd here's a curiosity. The Copyright Agency has a program called Reading Australia, and as part of it they released their 'Top 200 Australian Literary Titles'. And my name appears not once but twice. First, for an older book of mine, Broken/Open, and then as co-editor with Michael Farrell, of Out of the Box.
The full list is available on the Agency's website. Lot's of classic and contemporary Jill Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11239553936363212721noreply@blogger.com0