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Coming soon: ‘even if the signal fails’ by Jill Jones

Jill Jones - even if the signal fails (web cover)

Black Rider presents the fifth installment in the Lyrics chapbook series, even if the signal fails by Jill Jones.

Featuring new work as well as previously collected poems in publications such as Outcrop: radical Australian poetry of land (Black Rider Press, 2013), ETZ, and Southerly, this new chapbook of seventeen poems will be free to download from the Black Rider Press website.

Jill Jones has published eight full-length books of poetry, most recently The Beautiful Anxiety (Puncher and Wattman, 2014) and Ash Is Here, So Are Stars (Walleah Press, 2012).

Thanks to Annette Willis for the beautiful cover art “Heads in Clouds”.

What others have said 

“Jill Jones is uniquely capable of adjusting the speed and magnitude of your awareness. She shepherds the reader away from expectations s/he may have thought absolute. In “A Moon, a Myth, a Feeler,” Jones recasts sensory perception out of zones of occupation, prompting a natural question, “What sport brought you out here?”. Her casual/causal irony demands precision of thought. Even accidents cease being accidental. Jones’s prowess renders the titular signal moot, replacing it with full belief in a transcendence that relieves the concept of itself.” – Sheila E. Murphy

“The precise and provocative poems collected in even if the signal fails deconstruct the binary opposition between realism and experimentalism effortlessly, presenting the reader with a complex and compelling take on modern life. Jill Jones’ poems are undeniably of our world, of its gritty materiality and linguistic sophistication, but they are far more refractive than reflective. She is both an acute observer of the world of things and an active participant in transforming our perceptions through words. According to the poems in this fascinating new chapbook, she seeks to ‘mend constructed things’ and ‘find truth among tension’. Even if the signal fails is a terrific new addition to this important contemporary poet’s body of work.” – Ali Alizadeh

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Pre-sale of ‘Outcrop – radical Australian poetry of land’

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Outcrop is a new anthology which collects contemporary radical Australian poetry of land, to be published in July 2013 by Black Rider Press. Delivery of pre-sale purchases will be in July.

Curated by Corey Wakeling and Jeremy Balius, Outcrop transcribes innovative and significant poetical approaches to land at the crossroads of ecologies and language.

The collection, rather than an exhaustive survey, represents a diversity of contemporary Australian radical poetic perspectives. These range from land in content and syntax, to voice, ecology, gesture and land of the body.

These are poetic experiments with landscape and geopolitics, exemplars of radical visions of land.

The anthology is approximately 240 pages in length, with up to 10 pages dedicated to each included poet.

Outcrop features a diversity of contemporary Australian radical poetic perspectives

Outcrop features poetry from Louis Armand, Laurie Duggan, Ali Cobby Eckermann, Kate Fagan, Michael Farrell, Lionel Fogarty, Keri Glastonbury, Matthew Hall, Fiona Hile, Duncan Hose, Jill Jones, John Kinsella, Astrid Lorange, John Mateer, Peter Minter, Sam Langer, Claire Potter, Pete Spence, Nicola Themistes and Tim Wright.

Outcrop is to be launched at ASAL 2013

Outcrop will be launched at the Association for the Study of Australian Literature (ASAL) 2013 Conference at Charles Stuart University in Wagga Wagga.

Held in July, the conference’s theme this year is ‘Country’ with a focus on topics which include the reimagining of the antipodes, discussing notions of country, region and location in literature, the sacred and the profane in country and the interaction between the cosmopolitan and the rural.

Outcrop is available at discounted pre-sale price for 10 days

Outcrop is available at a discounted pre-sale price for the next 10 days only. Save over 20% (including a saving on postage & handling) by pre-ordering Outcrop on Pozible.

Outcrop is available for $20 (inclusive of postage & handling) until 1 June 2013. Once launched at ASAL 2013, ‘Outcrop’ will cost $25 (plus postage & handling).

Also, available for the next 10 days are bundling opportunities, including limited edition printed chapbooks from the Black Rider presents Lyrics chapbook series. This series of chapbooks is usually only available in ebook format. These limited edition printed chapbooks will only be available for purchase as part of the pre-sale of Outcrop and will not be sold again.

For A$30 (inclusive of postage & handling), you can buy a copy of Outcrop at a discounted pre-sale price, plus your choice of one limited edition chapbook of new poetry in the Black Rider present Lyrics series by either Jill Jones, Michael Farrell or Ali Alizadeh.

For A$50 (inclusive of postage & handling), you can buy a copy of Outcrop at a discounted pre-sale price, plus all three limited edition chapbooks of new poetry in the Black Rider presents Lyrics series by Jill Jones, Michael Farrell and Ali Alizadeh.

For A$70 (inclusive of postage & handling), you can buy a copy of Outcrop at a discounted pre-sale price, plus all three limited edition chapbooks of new poetry in the Black Rider presents Lyrics series by Jill Jones, Michael Farrell and Ali Alizadeh, plus a discounted copy of Kirk Marshall’s debut short fiction collection Carnivalesque, And: Other Stories.

And finally, for the most discounted bundle of them all…

For A$80 (inclusive of postage & handling), you can buy a copy of Outcrop at a discounted pre-sale price, plus all three limited edition chapbooks of new poetry in the Black Rider presents Lyrics series by Jill Jones, Michael Farrell and Ali Alizadeh, plus a discounted copy of Kirk Marshall’s debut short fiction collection Carnivalesque, And: Other Stories, plus a discounted copy of Cottonmouth – An Anthology of New Australian Writing.

All pre-sale orders will be delivered after ASAL 2013 in July.

Put your order in for Outcrop – radical Australian poetry of land.

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Coming soon: Black Rider presents Lyrics by Jill Jones

Jill Jones - even if the signal fails (web cover)

The fifth installment of the Black Rider presents Lyrics series is even if the signal fails, a chapbook of new poetry by Jill Jones.

More information coming soon…

What they’re saying

“Jill Jones is uniquely capable of adjusting the speed and magnitude of your awareness. She shepherds the reader away from expectations s/he may have thought absolute. In “A Moon, a Myth, a Feeler,” Jones recasts sensory perception out of zones of occupation, prompting a natural question, “What sport brought you out here?”. Her casual/causal irony demands precision of thought. Even accidents cease being accidental. Jones’s prowess renders the titular signal moot, replacing it with full belief in a transcendence that relieves the concept of itself.” – Sheila E. Murphy

“The precise and provocative poems collected in even if the signal fails deconstruct the binary opposition between realism and experimentalism effortlessly, presenting the reader with a complex and compelling take on modern life. Jill Jones’ poems are undeniably of our world, of its gritty materiality and linguistic sophistication, but they are far more refractive than reflective. She is both an acute observer of the world of things and an active participant in transforming our perceptions through words. According to the poems in this fascinating new chapbook, she seeks to ‘mend constructed things’ and ‘find truth among tension’. Even if the signal fails is a terrific new addition to this important contemporary poet’s body of work.” – Ali Alizadeh

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Black Rider presents The Diamond and the Thief 21

Artwork by Ryan Michael Swearingen (www.myeyemachine.com)

…and now on to edition 21 of our minizine. After 20 monthly editions The Diamond & the Thief will now publish when you’re least expecting it – like a thief in the night.

In this edition Jill Jones is the original bootleg, Eric Dando grapples with blame and Joran CA Monteiro makes great haste.

Look homeward, angels!

Jeremy
The Black Rider

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Kickin’ it with Jill Jones

Photo: Annette Willis 2007

A while ago I was at this li’l festival where I met Jill Jones when we were on this panel about something. There weren’t really any readings going down that weekend, so we threw a guerilla poetry event with some like-minded sweethearts, including Michael Farrel, Scott-Patrick Mitchell, Thuy Linh Nguyen, Kirk AC Marshall et al. All of whom are subversive and rebellious in their own way/right.

I remember it being cold that weekend in Melbourne.

At the guerilla gig Jill read from her collection Dark Bright Doors, which had just come out. In the meantime it’s been shortlisted for the Kenneth Slessor Prize for Poetry. She’s won that before…

Bleary-eyed at the airport, homeward bound, I ran into Jill in the ticketing queue. Then my flight to Perth was delayed. Then her flight to Adelaide was delayed. And for the record, getting stuck in a departure lounge for hours with Jill Jones is an awesome experience. We discussed Ron Silliman, we debated the motivation behind or the inability of some to be poetically risk-taking, we talked about Dark Bright Doors, we Talked.

Wanna know why Jill rules so much? ‘Cause she says things like “The I is in the flow. The river always shifts. I, too, I am, and am wherever.” And her wisdom flows deep.

This is us kickin’ it:

What are the most beautiful sounding words?

The words that sound are all beautiful, but that sonic is surrounded by all that depends. Context, how said, who said, why said, and the rest. So it may be ugly or terrible sounding words that are also beautiful.

Where do Dark Bright Doors open and close to? Where do they take us to? What are they made of? Who is wise/foolish enough to grasp their handles and pull?

The dark bright doors of that book open on through. As there’s more than one door, it’s not all opening only or closing solely. These dark bright doors are made of language, words, phrases, lines, sentences, letters, punctuation marks, spaces on a page. Not all doors have handles. If I was the fool as writer (fool in sense of motley or the vagabondage or precipitousness of the Tarot fool), then a reader is wise to fool around in the words, to ask more than the normal questions, to take the risk of the doors, to try things on. The fool’s journey is the journey.

When “I” shifts from the centre, whereto does the river flow?

When was I the centre? The I is in the flow. The river always shifts. I, too, I am, and am wherever.

Spelunking into the sensual, in what ways are written words viscerally experiential?

You see them, in dark, through tears, in brightness. You sound them in your mouth or head and that is part of breathing. You could even trace them with your finger. On some pages the type is raised ever so slightly. You could tear them from the page, and that makes sound as well as movement; then you could put them around you to make other words.

Have you ever accidentally quoted yourself or a line from one of your poems in conversation with someone?

I may have. If they are words that I like, undoubtedly. It would be the sound of them, individual syllables and the words formed into phrases, syntaxes, and to have them happen as part of a conversation not about poetry would be welcome. I should make sure I do it. No-one need know, or would know.

Oh, how to breathe fresh life into a sonnet form?

Be in love with the old ideas and break their heart. Breathe. Collaborate with the canon then turn it around. Be promiscuous. Keep talking line by line. Steal. Love your patterns and blow them off. Sing – sonet is a little song. Repetitions and echoes. Permutations. Obssess. Detach self from making, sing outside yourself.

What kind of poetry excites you that may get dismissed by conservative editors?

To move through some negatives first: I prefer poetry that is not in love with the need for metaphors or big booming symbols, poetry that is not over-willed (this includes a lot of so-called avant-garde works as well), poetry that is not self-expression. I’m excited by poetry that is imperfect and undetermined, poetry that plays in the world, ie. is porous, poetry that loves language enough to muck it around.

High-brow, low-brow or mono-brow?

Plucked. You get different sounds in mono, hi-fi and low-fi.

What are you trying to get better at or improve?

Brevity.

And also to sprawl more on the wide space of the page in open and fresh-made ways.

How to steal from myself, brazenly.

Whereto from here? What are you working on?

Always working, even if in the head or my dreams. I have a series of poems without titles, this is new for me. I am retrieving, re-forming and re-purposing my own work, and any other words I like the look and feel of – breaching, colliding, dissassembling. I’m not a project person so the above is as close as I come. I have several small and large collections (literally) on the go and am doing the constant jigsaw game of arrangements.

Thanks Jill, for your kindness, and for this poem:

yes,no, yes

While it seems crazy in the spider season
not possessed not forsaken
perhaps it starts with the ravens

To a dream of your old clothes
these afternoons that do not, that bring you pain
perhaps the boxes will fall only for you

Knots in night, trinkets leaning
get along, little dreams, get along
if it wasn’t for the rumours

You could be anywhere pushing or lugging
and leave, I can’t show you exactly
into the rain, I haven’t had that dream

Again, bodies
the least of my preparations
I ate the song positions
as I go a slow coast doesn’t differentiate

With a stolen leather jacket
the air is noisy on the stones
light is not always its light

The forecast has showered me
and will be thankful to walk is to
remain confused but now is enough

The factories of the road continue
feeling foolish to be free
left out in the rain and no longer white

The house is full of waterfalls
falling like this forever
back east they’ve got thunder

Is living days a pale back
not dreamed

you should never talk about
the lightness of the light

(from Jill’s Ruby Street)

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