tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285691242024-02-19T14:28:07.092+11:00Joel Deanepoet, novelist, speechwriterjoeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.comBlogger70125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-35020147142666219202015-05-07T11:06:00.003+10:002015-05-07T11:06:11.123+10:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I've just launched a new website for my new book, <i>Catch and Kill</i>.<br />
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If you'd like to check out <a href="http://joeldeane.net/">joeldeane.net</a> be my guest.</div>
joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-610403264986030952015-04-27T12:38:00.000+10:002015-04-27T12:38:09.990+10:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="text-align: left;">Here it is finally, the cover of my next book, <i>Catch and Kill: The Politics of Power.</i></span></div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">You can read about it and, if you like, order a copy at <a href="http://www.readings.com.au/products/19009616/catch-and-kill-the-politics-of-power">Readings</a>. They'll mail it to you for free once the book's released on July 29. </span></div>
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joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-59320453901956526312014-11-07T13:36:00.001+11:002014-11-07T13:36:28.215+11:00Writing update<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I've just about finished the manuscript for a new book. My debut as a non-fiction author.<br />
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It's called <i>Catch and Kill: The politics of power </i>and will be published by the University of Queensland Press in 2015.<br />
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Looking forward, after that, to completing my third collection of poetry (fourth if you count a chapbook of poetic B-sides) and rewriting my third novel.<br />
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joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-21692131782719153942014-11-05T21:47:00.000+11:002014-11-05T21:59:26.697+11:00Requiem<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">Perhaps those archetypes of immortality, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">the beautiful doomed, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">have a story to tell after all: <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">That there is only now.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">No golden afternoon just gone. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">No promise of a silver morning.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">That <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">they</i> are not forever
young, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">suspended in telegenic animation, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">but forever dead instead. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">That, unless phrenology has moved on <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">from the so-called science of the mind <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">to yet another mismeasure of mankind, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">the dead are beyond our vanities. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">And that, if anything matters, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">if anything does in the long, slow fuck of life—<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">a car crash in time lapse <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">where our family sedan slews off the shoulder of the highway, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span>over and down, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>down and over <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">the embankment, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">gathering turds of sod in its seams <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">as it gathers momentum towards a barbed-wire fence <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">fencing in a gouged creek and orchards burned grey <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">by salt—<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">If there is anything to be learned <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">from these revolutions, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">these guttural exclamations, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">as our bodies penetrate other bodies<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">—are perforated themselves—<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">as the concussion of our manmade capsules <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">colliding against the blunt trauma of earth continues <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">for a time less than we imagined, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">for longer than we thought possible;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">If there is anything to be learned, it is <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">this</i>. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">What matters most is that <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;">we love this life we are leaving</span><br />
<span style="line-height: 150%;">and are unafraid of the next.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU;"><i>Read at Federation Square as a part of the Gough Whitlam commemoration on November 5, 2014. </i></span></div>
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<i>First published in </i>Magisterium<i>, my second collection of poetry.</i></div>
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joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-72412009649161528132010-05-11T17:51:00.002+10:002010-05-11T17:51:37.920+10:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"><object height="505" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PCf_smfwvRM&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PCf_smfwvRM&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"></embed></object></span>joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-23674974690029591312010-03-31T21:24:00.000+11:002010-03-31T21:24:25.689+11:00<object height="385" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGIuVf554hA&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGIuVf554hA&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object>joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-40769590738942469292010-02-10T22:52:00.000+11:002010-02-10T22:52:21.575+11:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDPDdz06vjEMgVoxHzVmg-vJWNqijwe1XHEIZ36xwTAh7dG9Z9yprxc3dNr3Sz_GLLIJNVZwHLj8cOQzJ4F6YOUrWSGaOhB75mhJVp8OGJY4vsPV-ljOmIk_CSbMJ-2RZ9Xl0RnA/s1600-h/The+Norseman%27s+Song%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDPDdz06vjEMgVoxHzVmg-vJWNqijwe1XHEIZ36xwTAh7dG9Z9yprxc3dNr3Sz_GLLIJNVZwHLj8cOQzJ4F6YOUrWSGaOhB75mhJVp8OGJY4vsPV-ljOmIk_CSbMJ-2RZ9Xl0RnA/s320/The+Norseman%27s+Song%5B1%5D.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>New novel, new website</b></span><br />
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This blog will be going quiet for a while.<br />
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The reason for this hiatus is that, with my new novel, <i>The Norseman's Song</i>, coming out in March, I've launched a new website -- <a href="http://www.joeldeane.com/">www.joeldeane.com</a><br />
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That site also has a new blog, <a href="http://www.joeldeane.com/Site/Blog/Blog.html">The Norseman's Blog</a>, which I'll be updating regularly.<br />
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You can also follow me on <a href="http://twitter.com/joeldeane">Twitter</a> and <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Norsemans-Song-by-Joel-Deane/286145592859?ref=mf">Facebook</a>.<br />
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I'll be keeping an eye on this site, though, and can be contacted via <a href="mailto:joeldeane@hotmail.com">email</a>.joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-17778184040470419172010-01-27T13:10:00.002+11:002010-01-27T13:10:54.907+11:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"><object height="505" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eZ7greLmS3I&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eZ7greLmS3I&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"></embed></object></span>joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-43335568722723274372010-01-07T00:10:00.004+11:002010-01-07T13:42:45.608+11:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight:bold;">The next thing</span></span><br /><br />Now that my poetry collection, <span style="font-style:italic;">Magisterium</span>, has run its race with all the prizes and reviews, I'm working on getting a new book out for 2010.<br /><br />This new book is a novel. It's title is <span style="font-style:italic;">The Norseman's Song</span>. In Melbourne, <span style="font-style:italic;">The Age</span> newspaper has been nice enough to flag it as a "promising" book for the year ahead (whatever that means).joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-3126227404513504352009-12-31T15:11:00.004+11:002010-01-06T23:21:30.034+11:00<embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qr2UGkBJ6ec&hl=" fs="1&" width="560" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"></embed><br /><br />Didn't win the Melbourne Prize for Literature -- Nam Le did for The Boat (a very cool collection of short stories) -- but I did get this video that they showed at Federation Square...joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-77305866840827840672009-09-16T20:02:00.003+10:002009-09-16T20:41:43.497+10:00<span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Melbourne Prize for Literature</span><br /></span><br /><em><a href="http://www.readings.com.au/product/9781740971911/magisterium">Magisterium</a></em>, my second collection of poetry, has been named as a finalist in the 2009 Melbourne Prize for Literature's Best New Writing category.<br /><br />It's a unique award, run ever three years and open to just about every literary form, from poetry to fiction to non-fiction to theater. The only criteria is that award has to be 'for a piece of published or produced work of outstanding clarity, originality and creativity by a Victorian writer, 40 years or under.'<br /><br />The range of work represented by the other finalists is very broad. Those finalists are:<br /><ul><li>Tom Cho - <em><a href="http://www.readings.com.au/product/9781920882549/look-who-s-morphing"> Look Who’s Morphing</a></em><br /></li><li>Lisa Gorton - <em><a href="http://www.readings.com.au/product/9781920882341/press-release">Press Release</a></em><br /></li><li>Chloe Hooper - <em><a href="http://www.readings.com.au/product/9780241015377/the-tall-man-death-and-life-on-palm-island"> The Tall Man</a></em><br /></li><li>Simmone Howell - <em><a href="http://www.readings.com.au/product/9780330424639/everything-beautiful"> Everything Beautiful</a></em><br /></li><li>Myfanwy Jones - <em><a href="http://www.readings.com.au/product/9780670072125/the-rainy-season"> The Rainy Season</a></em><br /></li><li>Lally Katz – <em><a href="http://goodbyevaudeville.blogspot.com/">Goodbye Vaudeville Charlie Mudd</a></em><br /></li><li>Nam Le - <em><a href="http://www.readings.com.au/product/9780143009610/the-boat1">The Boat</a></em><br /></li><li>Amra Pajalic - <em><a href="http://www.readings.com.au/product/9781921520334/the-good-daughter"> The Good Daughter</a></em><br /></li><li>Jeff Sparrow – <em><a href="http://www.readings.com.au/product/9780522856347/killing-misadventures-in-violence"> Killing</a></em><br /></li></ul> It's great to be in such good company.joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-40169270887077146082009-07-28T11:04:00.002+10:002009-07-28T11:13:02.771+10:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Poetry reading: Westword Poetry</span></strong><br /><br />I'm the feature reader at the next Westword Poetry, on Sunday, August 9, from 4.30pm.<br /><br />Westword is held at the <a href="http://www.dancingdogcafe.com.au/events_detail.php?recordID=2">Dancing Dog Cafe</a>, 42 Albert Street, Footscray.<br /><br />I'll be reading mostly from my second collection of poetry, <a href="http://www.cordite.org.au/reviews/adam-ford-reviews-joel-deane">Magisterium</a>.joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-40990082844443269832009-07-27T16:55:00.010+10:002010-01-07T13:46:13.409+11:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>'Tuk-tuk' reviewed</strong><br /><strong></strong></span><br />Stylus magazine has published an interesting review of <em>The Best Australian Poems 2008. </em>What's interesting is that the reviewer, Simon Patton, takes a critical stance. He spends most of the review pointing out what he doesn't like about Australian poetry. Call me perverse, but I enjoyed the read, which included this dissection of my poem, 'Tuk-tuk':<br /><br /></span><blockquote><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"'Tuk-tuk' is frustrating: it blends textures in a deliberately incongruous way, and yet incongruity is a part of what the poem seeks to tackle, the mismatch between mass-produced music, mass-produced images and tawdry reality:<br /><br /></span><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">San Francisco, O San Francisco<br />I can no longer - could I ever - dream you in dreams that smoulder<br />Like a deserted desert street after the explosion.<br />So, San Francisco, so I Google you unfiltered,<br />Scroll down the dimpled thumbnails of amateur porn;<br />Each coupling couple coupling tediously towards dawn<br />While I lie, an actor on the queen-sized stage,<br />And yawn.</span></em></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">[...]</span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>I tuk-tuked to a stop and stared back at a pair of immortal eyes<br />Staring into the mirror of my servo sunnies<br />Out of the mask of a model face<br />That could appear flawless if its humanity was blown up,<br />Out of all proportion,<br />Billboard size,<br />To cover the slab side of some piece of concrete brutalism –<br />Selling the product, the promise, the lie<br />Of immortal youth.<br /></em><br />"San Francisco the dream is brought at once into abrupt contact with Lawrence Livermore National Laboratory Site 300, a place where testing of nuclear material takes place. The degradation continues with the description of 'dimpled thumbnails of amateur porn', the word 'dimple' suggesting a vulnerable human quality alongside the harsh, trivial 'thumbnails'. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"The degradation of the sexual act is enacted in the repetitiveness of 'Each coupling couple coupling tediously'. The poem plays artfully with the tension between contemporary references and conventional end-rhyme: 'porn' chimes discordantly with the poetic word 'dawn', while the two resolve in the final 'yawn'. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Later in the poem, the same tension continues: 'eyes' rhymes with 'sunnies'. The punning on 'was blown up' is perhaps a little obvious, but its use helps to underscore the links suggested in the text between consumerism and the threat of destruction. Desire is suggested in the expression 'immortal eyes', but such desire is at once threatened by mechanical reproduction – Staring into the mirror of my servo sunnies / Out of the mask of a model face – at once narcissistic and 'masked' (that is, that face both conceals and falsifies in some fundamental sense what it projects)."</span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p></blockquote><a href="http://www.styluspoetryjournal.com/main/master.asp?id=938"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Read the full review</span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">. </span><p><a href="http://jacketmagazine.com/34/deane.shtml"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Read all of 'Tuk-Tuk' at Jacket magazine</span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">.</span></p>joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-80497943167877072102009-06-10T12:40:00.002+10:002009-06-10T12:47:15.955+10:00<strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Eighteen Challenges in Contemporary Literature</span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sci-fi writer Bruce Sterling has some interesting thoughts on literature and technology on Wired, some of which I agree with, some of which betray his prejudices (ie. "18. The Gothic fate of poor slain Poetry is the specter at this dwindling feast." Excuse me?). Well worth a look.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><a href="http://www.wired.com/beyond_the_beyond/2009/05/eighteen-challenges-in-contemporary-literature">Read the article</a>.joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-59287389355126137502009-06-07T22:05:00.004+10:002010-01-07T13:45:18.329+11:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Should Australia have a poet laureate?</span> <div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The Age</span> published a piece by Fiona Gruber on the topic on Saturday, June 6. Personally, I'm all for anything that gets poetry into the public.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 18px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><blockquote><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Should Australia have a poet laureate? Is it good for poetry, for the poet chosen, for the public? It's seen by some as a symbol of queasy nationalism and parochial pride, by others as a useful way of promoting poetry, an ambassadorship of verse." </span><a href="http://www.theage.com.au/news/entertainment/books/free-verse-or-odes-made-to-order/2009/06/04/1243708563164.html?page=fullpage#contentSwap1"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Read the full article</span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">.</span></blockquote></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><blockquote></blockquote></div>joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-67154415124494444282009-05-18T17:05:00.002+10:002009-05-18T17:17:26.264+10:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Cordite review of <em>Magisterium</em></span></strong><br /><br />"Magisterium is the second collection by Joel Deane, following on from his debut collection Subterranean Radio Songs and his debut novel Another. In an <a href="http://www.cordite.org.au/features/paul-mitchell-interviews-joel-deane">interview</a> with Cordite in 2006, when asked about the interplay between his work as speechwriter for the Premier of Victoria and his other life as a poet, Deane cited American poet Eleanor Wilner, who said of poets that, “We need to take back the rhetorical high ground from the politicians who degrade it”. Deane went on express the hope that the poems contained in his next book might approach “the kind of apocalyptic public language” hinted at by Wilner. Such ambitions can sound a little lofty, but Magisterium would seem to be a successful achievement of that goal." - <strong>Adam Ford, Cordite</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong><a href="http://www.cordite.org.au/reviews/adam-ford-reviews-joel-deane">Read the full review</a></strong><br /><strong></strong>joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-8159604262646521912009-05-15T15:33:00.000+10:002009-05-15T15:37:20.682+10:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpuKoD9rUQRPIGmMIzLpxkYMrkZSN2QeAnGBygUkWI2RttTnovJrgvX9hINi27F7NmX-4g-rrFQccBQDylSs9t718adkoJuGFDsqAyZ2hBac2MO7VJ3Fxlc0gZ26BaaoMxBX7yIQ/s1600-h/AustralianPoetryCentre.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335920608557105458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpuKoD9rUQRPIGmMIzLpxkYMrkZSN2QeAnGBygUkWI2RttTnovJrgvX9hINi27F7NmX-4g-rrFQccBQDylSs9t718adkoJuGFDsqAyZ2hBac2MO7VJ3Fxlc0gZ26BaaoMxBX7yIQ/s400/AustralianPoetryCentre.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-7968914610165095922009-05-11T17:12:00.002+10:002009-05-11T17:17:50.558+10:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Poetry Workshop</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br />I'll be taking a poetry workshop at the Australian Poetry Centre on Sunday, May 24.<br /><br />The workshop, "Poetry and Politics", runs from 1pm until 3pm. I'll also be a featured reader at a poetry salon afterwards, from 4pm to 5.30pm, with Lisa Gorton and David Reiter.<br /><br />For more information go to the <a href="http://www.australianpoetrycentre.org.au/?page_id=227">APC website</a>.joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-36559183126303680952009-05-04T21:40:00.000+10:002009-05-04T21:41:36.879+10:00<object width="640" height="505"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zEekyfVYcxU&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zEekyfVYcxU&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"></embed></object>joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-26934402567345868372009-05-04T17:04:00.003+10:002009-05-04T17:14:17.559+10:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Poetry Salon at Australian Poetry Centre</span></strong><br /><strong></strong><br />I'll be a featured reader at APC's next poetry salon, on Sunday, May 24, from 4pm to 5.30pm.<br /><br />I'll be reading from my two poetry collections, <em>Subterranean Radio Songs</em> (Interactive Press) and <em>Magisterium </em>(Australian Scholarly Publishing). I also intend to read "Bushfire Elegy", the poem I was commissioned to write for the National Day of Mourning after the Black Saturday fires.<br /><br />The other featured reader will be the poet-publisher David Reiter, who published <em>Subterranean Radio Songs.</em><br /><em> </em><br /><a href="http://www.australianpoetrycentre.org.au/?page_id=58">Go here</a> for the Australian Poetry Centre.joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-76357404884003149282009-03-31T20:07:00.002+11:002009-03-31T20:12:38.036+11:00<span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Review of <span style="font-style: italic;">Magisterium<br /><br /></span></span></span>"<em>Magisterium</em> is an intricate collection. There is a subtlety to this poetry that defies any crude attempt to label it ‘political’, while politics remains a deep and orienting awareness in all of Deane’s verse. ...<br /><br />"This volume, as with his last, is haunted by Deane’s children lost in childbirth, yet one of its last poems, dedicated to his daughter allows a note of healing, however difficult: ‘When, in that perfect moment, I first hold you, / and golden light refracts the lens / of this obsidian heart.’ Obsidian or not, it is clear that there is a fierce, real heart driving Deane’s poetry and like [Judith] Wright’s, it attempts to span this whole country. He is also a poet who cares about how Australia is represented in poetry. ‘Duyken 1606’, which traces the landing of the Dutch East India ship on Cape York Peninsula, is possibly one of our best poems about the first foreign encounters with this continent, written with a courageous sparseness that reveals yet another dimension of this fascinating poet."<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Natalie Owen-Jones, Stylus Poetry Journal<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.styluspoetryjournal.com/main/master.asp?id=929">Read the full review</a>.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></div></div>joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-28091956273934979972009-03-31T19:55:00.003+11:002009-03-31T20:49:25.320+11:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Review of </span><strong><em>£10 Poems</em></strong></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></span><p>'This latest collection has a dark tone. Deane’s world is one in which he is witness to the despairs and joys which is life. Provocation, not subtlety, is the writer’s special effect. He demonstrates this in two poems: “Sea Lake” and “Prehistoric”. “Sea Lake” plays on the anxieties we feel in the age of global warming: “This land / is a drowning land. // Red chalk earth / stirred by // a desert northerly, / choking you,” while “Prehistoric” has the flavor of a cautionary tale:</p> <blockquote dir="ltr" style="margin-right: 0px;"> <p> I dreamt<br />I died<br />and,<br />in the compression,<br />became a seam<br />of brown coal</p></blockquote> <p>'These sentiments mess with a reader’s head. It is the compression and the feeling of being buried alive that both repel and attract us, and around which the poet navigates his thoughts. ...</p><p>'Sweet, sour, comic, cosmic, Deane’s wisdom lies in its fidelity: to the fox that strikes suddenly, and to the lamb that escapes to the “stolen field.” Deane bears witness, and we relish the confirmation of his testimony.' </p><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">- Patricia Prime, Stylus Poetry Journal</span><br /></div><br /><a href="http://www.styluspoetryjournal.com/main/master.asp?id=925">Read the full review</a>.<br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-38121124956695149592009-03-22T00:40:00.000+11:002009-03-22T00:41:22.064+11:00<object width="640" height="505"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/va1t6a0zCkQ&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/va1t6a0zCkQ&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"></embed></object>joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-63258673142871359102009-03-19T16:26:00.002+11:002009-03-20T08:07:15.405+11:00<object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zXD3BoXmP7c&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zXD3BoXmP7c&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object>joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28569124.post-63202559998638558282009-03-04T13:25:00.004+11:002009-03-20T08:08:32.799+11:00<object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y54LT2MEMgQ&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y54LT2MEMgQ&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object>joeldeanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07578546042563813186noreply@blogger.com0