Monthly Archives: March 2014

Caoilinn Hughes’ Gathering Evidence: To read this book is to step out of an itinerary of expectation

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Caoilinn Hughes, Gathering Evidence, Victoria University Press, 2014

 

Victoria University Press recently launched Gathering Evidence, the debut collection of Caoilinn Hughes (it is also being published by Carcanet Press in the UK). It is a debut collection, but Caoilinn has a significant track record to date. She graduated from Queen’s University in Belfast with a BA and a MA, and after doing various things (including writing novels at the weekends and working for Google), she enrolled in a PhD at Victoria University. The poems, too, have a fine pedigree—some won the 2012 Patrick Kavanagh Award and others the 2013 Cúirt New Writing Prize. She then won the 2012 STA Travel Writing Prize and the 2013 Trócaire/Poetry Ireland Competition. The book itself comes with a terrific endorsement by Bill Manhire on the back.

 

Caoilinn’s collection draws upon the richness of the world—her poetic tentacles reaching out in all directions to take hold of snippets of information, dialogue, recollection, facts, insight. Her lexicon is vibrant, challenging, eclectic as she shifts from scientific jargon to Spanish to Italian to plain language to language that sings and shines. There is a density on the page in terms of both meaning and accumulating detail and phrases—and it is as though you are within a sumptuous painting on the cusp of the Baroque and of the Renaissance. Not that this writing belongs in another time, it is most definitely, most gloriously, of our times.

 

The collection, more than anything, delights in the scientific. Caoilinn exhibits a penchant for scientific thought (how to translate and inscribe within poetic form); the alchemical link, the chemical reaction, the physical dance, the scientific anecdote. At times she stands in the shoes of other scientists not only to explore science itself, but also to invent and reproduce miniature, historical narratives. In ‘Rational Dress,’ Marie Curie is seen as much in the light of her clothing as she is in view of her prize-winning discoveries:

She wore her dark blue wedding dress for years on end

in the shed laboratory – once medical dissecting room –

at l’École Supérieure, filling its pockets with painstaking findings.

 

[and a little later in the poem]

 

On this, society would insist. Pierre had to speak on her behalf

at the Royal Institution, as she sat, hands knotted in the encumbrance

of her skirt. So off the record was she that the Nobel Committee

needed reminding of her work. Was it physics, chemistry or both?

 

Such a focus upon attire, makes the poem even more poignant.

 

In ‘Pacific Rim,’ the poet has her ear to the earth’s tremors, and again she renders a scene vivid through her concatenation of phrasing and detail (this is a poet of fertility rather than economy). The final verse resonates in the aching juxtaposition of children, cathedrals and split earth:

 

Children lose their footing, crying: ‘Pop goes the ceiling’,

cathedrals spill their bricks of hymn upon their neighbours;

flags drop to their knees; gardens split like freshly baked loaves.

The thundering ground, fissuring walls, the sound of history’s footfalls.

 

So many poems stand out, but unlike many collections I read, every last line sent me back to the first (without exception), to read the poem again in order to absorb and relish the layers of sound and thought, revelation and curvature. Even pocket narratives, such as ‘Catechism,’ dazzle with each next detail, connection or trope:

 

My aunt cried ‘Up the Reds!’ between Hail Marys

and was sent to bed. It might have been half-deliberate

 

when she snagged the sacrament, launching Glory Bes

into the gluey hives and trenches of her head

 

What I loved about the book is the contoured reading experience—these poems take you from Bolivia to Peru to Ireland to New Zealand. They take you from the cusp of womanhood in the terrific ‘Dublin Can Be Heaven’ (the mother sneaking her daughters on an illicit train ride instead of school) to electric connections between time and love in two Roundelets. There is the inventive exploration of ‘The sound that precedes the writing of poems’ in ‘Is It A Kind Of Bell Toll.’ There is the reading of Waiting for Godot (it can’t be reduced to the gist!) with dressing gown, goosebumps and love:

 

You point to the window, where the curtain is parted like a sideways eyelid,

pretending to be asleep. Our neighbour is watching us: the meaning of life laid bare.

The gown has come undone and goosepimples are everywhere. I curtsey.

 

Caoilinn bucks the trend and offers no endnotes, copious or otherwise (and there are plenty of occasions to expand upon the context and scientific references), but these poems get to stand on their own feet and I rather like that.

 

To read this book is to step out of an itinerary of expectation and take flight within the imagination and intellect, the warmth and the gut feelings, the precision and the clarity, of a mind that roves in startling directions. It is a voyage you want to reserve and rebook. Wonderful!

 

Thanks to Victoria University Press, I have a copy of the book for someone who likes or comments on this post.

Twitter Poetry Night NZ is a way of happening, a mouth

This is from Ashleigh Young:

Twitter Poetry Night NZ

People read poems and other people listen to them

A way of happening, a mouth.

Poetry Night doesn’t happen that often, but sometimes it does happen. Winter is on the horizon, deadlines are clamouring, the wind wand sculpture on the waterfront keeps gyrating suggestively, the future keeps leering at us from its speeding vehicle. One thing to do under these circumstances is read some poems and listen to other people reading poems. A man with some opinions called Karl du Fresne recently quoted that famous line by Auden: ‘Poetry makes nothing happen’, but du Fresne didn’t quote the next lines, in which poetry:

flows on south
     From ranches of isolation and the busy griefs,
     Raw towns that we believe and die in; it survives,
     A way of happening, a mouth.

He forgot to mention that it flows, it survives. That it’s a way of happening. It’s a mouth, Karl, a mouth.

I think also that du Fresne forgot that in the wider context of the poem, ‘nothing’ is a value in itself (Auden wrote those lines in a poem, after all, and to eulogize Yeats). I think he (and everyone) should read this great essay about isolation, communion, and poetry, by A. F. Moritz. I like these lines from the essay very much:

When we turn isolation into solitude by being creative and seeking ways to make this the basis of social life, we are poets.

The next Poetry Night will be on Sunday 20 April at 8pm on Twitter. If you’d like to record a poem or listen in, see here. Please note that the request to join me in an effort to get celebrities to read poems still stands.

Let’s make nothing happen, together.

@PoetryNightNZ (@ashleigh_young)

Exciting News — A new Book Show for TV but it needs our help

 

I am delighted to post this news and media release. Graham Beattie and Carole Beu are such dedicated supporters of New Zealand books, literary events and authors.

 

We are very excited about a new book show on NZ television; and we need your help to make it happen!

Graham Beattie and Carole Beu are collaborating with us, local TV broadcaster, Face TV, to produce and screen THE BOOK SHOW later this year. It will be nationwide and available on Sky TV 83, as well as online.  The weekly programme will feature author interviews, reviews and great reads from both NZ contributors and visiting international book people; presented by Carole and Graham.

We’re making use of the ‘boosted’ crowd-funding website (www.boosted.org.nz)  to raise money to make it happen – and will launch our campaign at the beginning of May: online and at a special event at the Women’s Bookshop.

So, all through May, you can make a tax-deductable donation of any amount over $5 by going to the boosted website, which is run as part of the NZ Arts Foundation.
Watch this space for updates and go online to help out in May!

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Helen Rickerby’s Auckland launch of Cinema

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Tuesday, April 1 at 8:00pm

Thirsty Dog 469 Karangahape Road Auckland

Music by Callum Gentleman, open mic, Cinema will be launched by Anne Kennedy. Helen Rickerby will read some poems. Cinema, and the other Hoopla books (Bird Murder by Stefanie Lash and Heart Absolutely I Can by Michael Harlow) will be available for $25 (cash or cheque only).

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Lest We Forget Poetry Competition

Lest We Forget Poetry Competition

Lydia Whyte, 2013 winner of the 12 - 17 years category, reads her poem.

As part of the lead up to the First World War Centenary commemorations, the Lest We Forget Poetry Competition provides an opportunity to articulate responses to war, in poetry or prose.

Using an historical or a contemporary lens, you choose the focus and content, around this year’s theme: Duty and Adventure. Whether focusing on those who went off to fight or those who were left behind, you can express thoughts and feelings, thus adding your voice in a very real way, to our Anzac Day commemorations.

The competition is open to families, adults and school students. There are three age categories: 11 years and under, 12 – 17 years, and 18 years and over.

Six finalists will be invited to read their poems in the Hall of Memories during the ANZAC Day Commemorations on Friday 25 April, 2014. If a finalist would rather not read out their poem, they may assign a substitute to read on their behalf or the poetry competition host can read for them.

How to enter

To enter, you can email your poem to competitions@aucklandmuseum.com including your name, address, age, telephone number and the title of the poem. You can also send your poem along with the submission form to:

Lest We Forget Poetry Competition
Auckland Museum,
Private Bag 92018,
Victoria Street West,
Auckland 1142

Please ensure that your poem arrives no later than Thursday 17 April. Submissions will be read by a museum panel of judges, and finalists informed by telephone on Friday 18 April.

Zarah Butcher-McGunnigle’s debut poetry collection, Autobiography of a Marguerite, needs support

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Hue & Cry Press is excited to announce the upcoming release of Zarah Butcher-McGunnigle’s debut poetry collection, Autobiography of a Marguerite.

Autobiography of a Marguerite is scheduled for publication at the end of May, but we need your help to get the book printed. PledgeMe is providing a platform for you to get your hands on some excellent paraphernalia, including signed copies of Autobiography of a Marguerite, so we can afford to give the book the treatment and send off it deserves.

Every little bit will count, so please spread the word on our behalf. See the Autobiography of a Marguerite PledgeMe page for more details and to pledge.

Autobiography of a Marguerite is an innovative autobiography about illness, family dysfunction, and identity, and how they can shape one another. The narrator struggles with the effects of her auto-immune illness, and struggles to separate herself from her troubled mother. The narrative that emerges from the connected prose poems is both revealing and mysterious. Fragmentation, non-linearity and the use of footnotes reflect the disruptive nature of illness and the nature of recalling memories and family patterns.

Zarah Butcher-McGunnigle’s work has appeared in a wide range of publications. Along with Hue & Cry these include Sport and Landfall, and her poems have been selected for Best New Zealand Poems in 2011 and 2012. She has a Masters in Creative Writing from the International Institute of Modern letters, where was awarded the Biggs Poetry Prize for her manuscript, the first rendition of Autobiography of a Marguerite.