Poetry

  • Venetian Voices: Richard Wagner

    Christine V. Courtney’s Venetian Voices takes you on a stroll over bridges and under cloisters, following Venetian locals and visitors as they pass through centuries.

    On Saturday 24 June, Wakefield Press is joining with the Adelaide Symphony Orchestra to launch Venetian Voices with a unique afternoon of music and poetry. Graham Abbott (ABC Classic FM) will be conducting members of the orchestra in a Venetian-inspired program, interspersed with readings from Christine.

    Tickets are $50 and include Coriole wine, Venetian antipasti and a copy of the stunning Venetian Voices (RRP $49.95). Secure yours now through the ASO website or by calling 08 8233 6233.

    The program includes Richard Wagner’s Siegfried Idyll, which we recommend listening to while you enjoy a taste of Christine’s poetry.

     

    Richard Wagner’s piano being delivered to the Palazzo Vendramin

     

    Richard Wagner

    19th century

     

    Late in 1882, an odd-looking couple

    on their daily pilgrimage

    stroll through St Mark’s Square.

    Liszt’s daughter Cosima

    and the master Richard Wagner pause;

    listening to a haunting refrain

    from his masterpiece:

    the Liebestod from Tristan and Isolde.

    Music of wondrous beauty drifts aloft,

    heard with rapture by the locals

    and played in tribute

    by humble musicians of the Café Florian.

    He dips his head in acknowledgment.

    An imperceptible down beat, and pause

    from the sick master quavering,

    crotchety on his final walk.

    A lifetime subject of notoriety,

    and gossip, he senses

    an unknown conductor

    hovering in the wings, waiting

    to conduct his Liebestod.

    In the Palazzo early in 1883,

    the stranger calls in the dying day

    to dim the rays, to snuff his light.

    Wagner’s lifetime of creativity

    paid the ferryman in full.

    As Charon led the funeral cortege,

    the gondoliers raised oars in a ‘Piscopian’ salute,

    when the procession

    passed Palazzo Vendramin Calergi,

    where the masterpiece was completed.

    It moved slowly, respectfully

    pianissimo along the Grand Canal,

    towards his final resting place,

    the Pantheon of Bayreuth.

     

     

    Remember to book your tickets here otherwise find out more about Venetian Voices here.

  • The Subway System

    ‘The Subway System’ is a poem from Bel Schenk’s groundbreaking verse novel Every Time You Close Your Eyeswhich is set across two blackouts in New York. The first is the famous blackout of 1977, when this excerpt is set, and which was remembered for widespread looting and arson. The second blackout, in 2003, forms a counterpoint – but you’ll have to read the book to find out more!

     

    The Subway System

    People on the platform recall the location
    of the exit light’s glow and follow the sound
    and energy made by the movements of others.
    If you’re a reliable sort you give directions
    to anyone who will follow and anyone who will trust.
    The rats are hushed.
    There seems no need to scurry under the railings.
    The A train is somewhere under the city.

    There, deep beneath earth and concrete,
    under grass and overhead footsteps,
    people are stuck inside the carriage.
    They hold things, feel their dirty way.
    Shit, yes, it’s dark. No sir, you can’t see. You can’t see.
    Inside the people, blood rises and falls,
    breathing grows faster. Shallow.
    Deep inside is exactly what you are thinking right now.

    Read more of Bel’s beautiful verse in Every Time You Close Your Eyes here, or Ambulances and Dreamers here.

    'The Subway System' from Every Time You Close Your Eyes by Bel Schenk

  • And the winner is…

    We had so many wonderful entries for our January newsletter’s Summer Rose Giveaway, thank you all for taking the time to send us your beautiful roses.

    We all agreed, however, that the $250 Wakefield Press voucher should go to Ray Tyndale who sent in this lyrical, floral poem:

    Ray Tyndale's lovely summer rose

    Maud

    scant apologies to Tennyson!

     

    Come my poppy

    Fling open your flaming petals

    Give to me your black heart.

    Come my pansy

    Toss back your knowing head

    Share with me your secret thoughts.

    Come my rose

    Fill the air with your pungency

    I will swim in your scented sea.

    Come into the garden

    My poppy, my pansy, my darling rose
    Entwine with me.

    The sun shall succour your black heart

    The moon will keep your secret thoughts

    And I will drown.

     

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  • Prize-winning poetry from Jude Aquilina

    Talented SA poet, Jude Aquilina, has just won the 2016 Adrien Abbott Prize with her poem Adrift on Lethe which we’re sharing with you here today.

    The Adrien Abbott Proze was launched in 2012, in memory of Adrien – a gifted writer and inspirational teacher of English, who died before her time in May 2012. The theme for 2016 was ‘Memory’, with a prize of $500.

    Adrift on Lethe

    I have forgotten what it is like to hold my nakedness like a wildflower. I have forgotten the silent potency of colours, their barbs ambushing me with a childlike urge to stop and touch a pretty bit of litter. I have forgotten how to ride a bicycle; god knows, I pushed a hole in the privet hedge during those cruel months of disbelief in balance. I have forgotten the face of my father and the gossip between his clocks as they tick-tocked and chimed in disharmony. I have forgotten the sting of cold concrete on my bare bottom and the bite of a ruler on my knuckles for forgetting my underwear. I have forgotten the dream of flying – willing myself to glide down from the loquat tree and swoop over the heads of aunts and uncles; I have forgotten their eyes, their pets, their grappa and backyard goats. I have forgotten who and what I used to be. I have forgotten to comb my free time for cowry shells and spider orchids. I have forgotten how to read the shores of my old self.

    The judge, Mark Tredennick, commented that ‘in the end, for its grace of language, idea and form, “Adrift” stood out … Lovely poem, which I know Adrien would have loved, and which brings her to mind to all of us who knew her.’

    Congratulations Jude!

     


    Tadpoles in the Torrens cover Tchr edn V4.indd

    If you enjoyed this, why not grab a copy of Jude’s edited collection of children’s poems, Tapdoles in the Torrens: Teachers’ Edition. It also features poetry from Max Fatchen, Peter Coombe, Mike Lucas and Sean Williams, just to name a few.

  • New poem from Geoff Goodfellow

    One of the coolest things about the Wakefield community is that we get to see the latest that our bright and busy authors are producing – and then we can share it with you! This time we have new work from Geoff Goodfellow, who is in fine form this early (drizzly) spring, with a new poem musing on fashion trends in his beloved Semaphore.

    Just a little something to get you through your Monday. Enjoy!

     

    This Is Not a One-Way Street by Geoff Goodfellow

     

    Semaphore spring fashions, 2016, by Geoff Goodfellow and Anthony

     

    For more of Geoff Goodfellow’s musings on the wonder of Semaphore, you can purchase his selected poems here.

  • Invisible Mending launch

    On April 17 we were excited to host the launch of Mike Ladd’s new collection Invisible Mending right here at Wakefield Press.

    Rachael Mead had the honour of launching Mike’s book. We recently hosted an exhibition of Rachael’s photography alongside the launch of Cassie Flanagan Willanski’s Here Where We Live, and it was a pleasure to have her back.

    If you weren’t able to make it to the launch, don’t worry we’ve got you covered. You can read Rachael’s speech below!


    Hello and thank you all so much for coming. It is my great pleasure and honour today to be launching the latest book by one Australia’s most loved and lauded writers – Mike Ladd.
    I’ve just used the label “writer” and while we are here to celebrate the launch of Mike’s ninth book, to call Mike a writer is to try to squeeze him into a box that doesn’t properly contain him. Don’t get me wrong, Mike is one of Australia’s most esteemed poets and you can find his work in just about every anthology of Australian poetry in existence. Mike started his career as a poet at seventeen and by 25 he published his first collection The Crack in the Crib.
    Just as he was launching his literary career, he started work for the ABC in Adelaide as a sound engineer and by 1997 he’d worked his way up to creating and producing his own Radio National program, Poetica which ran for 18 years until 2015, when it was taken off the air much to the outrage of Australia’s literary community. Mike’s current role with Radio National is in the features and documentary unit but once again the box of documentarian doesn’t contain him either.

    In the 80s Mike was a musician in the new wave band The Lounge and he frequently collaborates with musicians and artists, writing poetry for the screen and live performance with groups such as The Drum Poets, newaural net, and Max Mo. He writes, films and edits video poetry and I would recommend finding Zoo After Dark, and The Eye of the Day on YouTube.

    Rachael Mead and Mike Ladd
    Most recently he and his partner the wonderful visual and installation artist Cathy Brooks have been running projects that put poems on street signs as public art and you can see their work in the Adelaide Bus Station and Tram Stop 6 on the line to Glenelg.

    Now the reason I’ve gone on about Mike’s rich and varied creative career is that the book we are here for today, Invisible Mending, draws the many threads of his past work together. Invisible Mending is more than a poetry collection; it contains essays, creative non-fiction, personal vignettes and photographs. While on the surface this seems incredibly diverse it is a remarkably coherent mediation on themes of human impact on the natural world and how to mend the rents that grief, loss and change tear in our lives.

    The book weaves together poetry and prose pieces, picking up and elaborating on themes that Mike has explored in past work; displacement and marginalization from Picture’s Edge, family and suburbia from Close to Home, and politics and social injustice in Rooms and Sequences. However, the themes of his most recent works clearly still preoccupy him. Transit explored the compounding effect of momentous life events in the construction of identity and healing after loss is a thread that weaves its way through Invisible Mending. Mike also continues to draw on his deep cultural and ecological understanding of Adelaide that was so beautifully expressed in Karrawirra Parri. Environmental devastation, particularly human impact on our natural world is another of Mike’s ongoing preoccupations. With these themes in mind we can see his choice of title is perfect. It is taken from a line in the final piece, “A Country Wedding”, where Mike notices the landscape healing itself after the devastation wrought by flood. This book is an intensely personal account healing after wreckage – both ecological and emotional.

    To me, one of the most significant aspects of this book is that all these pieces are non-fiction. Mike is a documentarian and this book showcases his skill at observing subjects from different angles and digging at the surface until what lies beneath is revealed. The piece that best illustrates this is “Traffik” – a story set in Malaysia and Japan that resembles short fiction but is in fact drawn from real events. Mike produced this work of creative non-fiction from television and newspaper reports while he and Cath were in Malaysia and faced with the unavoidable evidence of deforestation and species loss as a result of the palm oil industry. But even so, the documentarian sees that not everything is black and white. At the heart of this piece is the understanding that emotional bonds can exist between species, and that as humans we do things, often inexcusable things for love and connection. While the ends don’t justify the means, those ends can be understandable, even beautiful. It is not easy, being human. Mike as documentarian observes and reports but does so with empathy and it is his ability to interweave reportage with compassion that makes this book both compelling and insightful.

    Guests at the launch

    I’d like to read you one of my favourite poems from the book now – “Travelling the Golden Highway, thinking of global warming”.

    I read this to you not only an example of Mike’s brilliance as a poet, showing his mastery of minimalist style and his potent combination of natural and industrial imagery to powerful political effect. But to me this poem demonstrates how Mike, with so few words can embed us in an experience with him. We are there, both crammed into the backseat and crammed inside his head in that moment, thinking about the landscape and climate change. Again, Mike the documentarian is working with Mike the poet to translate his sensory experience of the world into such effective imagery that the reader is given an almost visceral understanding of being Mike Ladd at that point in time. It is this ability to transport us that also makes him a brilliant radio documentarian – in a world where sight is the prime sense he delivers stories that engage the mind by stimulating the minor senses, giving us access to experiences and situations that inspire and fascinate us, allow us to perceive the world differently, peel back layers and feel our way to understanding what lies behind the things we see.

    There is so much to say and this book is so diverse yet so coherent I’m really struggling to make this concise so I’m just going to pick out one more thread from this book – a thread that runs through the whole collection – that of grief over the rents and losses that accrue throughout life and the ongoing work of mending to make oneself whole again. While the book moves geographically from Adelaide across Australian highways to the east coast then on to Malaysia, Sydney, South America, Spain and back to Australia the themes of family and loss travel with us – reinforcing that the things make us and break us in life are inescapable – love and grief.

    Mike introduces us to his father and the heartbreaking progress of his dementia in the book’s first section, which is grounded in Adelaide and family. We are in Malaysia with Mike as he is researching the Malaysian roots of the pantun form when he hears of the death of his father. Like the Malaysian journey, the essay on the pantun veers into the personal as grief overwhelms all else. “The Book of Hours at Rimbun Dahan” is one of the most moving pieces on grief I have read. Please read it. Then look up the award-winning video poem Eye of the Day on YouTube. It is a gorgeous combination of a selection of tunggal pantun, sound and film and an immersive illustration of the experience grief, regret and distance.

    I’m going to read for you now Winter Light.

    Book Launch Guests
    This book illuminates a writer’s commitment to the mending of grief, the work to close distances that gradually widen in families, the reclamation of lost histories, and the healing of land after centuries of abuse. We look at Mike and see the laid-back, generous, thoughtful man we think we know. But like all of us, this is just the coherent skin we show the world. Turn us inside out and you see all the darning, all the messy stitching holding us all together. And, to me, that’s what this book represents – these poems and stories, insights and observations – these words are all the stitches that hold Mike together. Turn him right side out and it’s Invisible Mending.

    Congratulations Mike. It is truly brilliant work and I am honoured to declare Invisible Mending officially launched!

    Rachael Mead

  • Poetry update

    Hey-o! Today’s the day of the poets!

    1 – You should all come down to Wakefield Press at 4 pm on Saturday 14 February to celebrate one of this state’s premier poets, the inimitable Geoff Goodfellow. There’ll be wine, a giant poster unveiling (!), and I’m pretty sure Geoff can be convinced to give a reading or two —

    <em>Opening the Windows to Catch the Sea Breeze<em> event

    Ever read ‘The Seventh Doctor’? Yeah, of course you have. (If you haven’t, prepare to weep.)

     

    2 – Jill Jones, author of the amazing Dark Bright Doors, has won the Victorian Premier’s Poetry Award!
    Jill’s latest book, The Beautiful Anxiety (Puncher & Wattman $25) has been described as ‘an invigorating and unsettling mix of materialist and speculative writing on the interconnectedness of life amidst the environmental and cultural turmoil of the 21st century’.
    Read more about the winners here, and buy a copy of the gorgeous Dark Bright Doors here.

     

    3 – Maybe not quite poetry, or news, but I feel like y’all have been so well behaved that you deserve some Jackson Browne for your Thursday afternoon:

     

    You’re welcome.