Launch of Tintinnabulum by Judith Beveridge

Tintinnabulum  by Judith Beveridge

Tintinnabulum was launched by poet Audrey Molloy at Gleebooks on  a delightful warm winters Sunday afternoon. 25th August  2024.

It was done in a conversational mode. Audrey’s questions helped Judith to open up about her writing .

Firstly the title. Judith explained, it is always difficult to come up with an interesting title. 

Tintinnabulum  means ‘little bell’ in Medieval Latin . As a verb it refers to a  ring or sound like a small bell,  peal, ring, sound sonorously . eg the tintinnabulation of wind chimes blowing in the breeze. or I always look forward to the joyous tintinnabulation at church during the christmas season. 

Judith makes a list of possible names for a title and slowly narrows it down.  In this book she explores what poetry can uncover through musicality and analogy  and how these elements can open up sacred space . The title Tintinnabulum is an onamatopeia word ( the naming of a thing or action by imitation  of natural sounds as buzz or hiss ) and that title became the final choice as one or two poems include that word .  Robert Frost says, ‘sound is the gold in the ore of poetry’ 

“I chose the title meaning ringing of little bells  to suggest celebration and to indicate that many poems in the collection,  engage in almost ritualised observance of precise aspects of the physical world . 

Judith would like to be called an imagist poet.

In this book she looks specially at animals, landscape and at people in certain environments.” 

Sacred space comes into being  with the idea of relationships and the idea of apprehending the interconnections  with  them especially  through the use of metaphor. 

Walking with the poet  captures this.  A poem in memory of Dorothy Porter.  She often uses water landscape . Rilke says ‘praising is what matters ‘

Judith is interested in the ways which simile and metaphors can create relations that previously might have been unnoticed. 

“My poetry centres around this core aspect of poetic language. ‘

She has been influenced  by Seamus Heaney , Robert Frost, Hopkins, Amie Clapton , Walcott, Plath . 

Sound

Sound affects the  reader  – when it hits our gut our feeling centre. For a poet  human emotions are full of potential. 

Love the sound of Plath  “A bird flits nimble-winged in thickets”  Sound is a great tool to get feelings rippling through the poem.  

Using poetic devices to give surprise and visceral response

Peppertree Bay  is pure adventure using metaphor, simile and imagination.  They are tools to connect  – dissolve boundaries to connect things in our gut  – healing, restoring,  and helping to open up sacred spaces .Pictures in your head she wants them to curl into your imagination and stay.  eg Breakwall octopus and ballet shoe, 

a kite letting down . . .  

A writer needs to balance imagination and reality.  

“You can have an imaginative garden but you need real toads in it” 

The poem The Light on Marine Bay  began with something real. Light on water at North Parramatta Park !

James Dickey says it is alright to lie in poetry  . It is a literary strategy to delve deeper into deeper truth . 

Empathy  

is an important quality. eg Cruelty of animals is appalling 

However sentimentality  can undermine the real feeling of a poem .  and sentimentality can be caused by a lack of attention.   Read The Dancing Elephant  There is an iron bell resonance between the animal and reader. 

Attentiveness is the natural prayer of the soul.

Assonance 

She loves Wallace Stevens  and works with his poetry in one section. 

His poems Snowman and 13 Ways to look at a Black Birds.

“One must resist the intellect almost obsessively . Forget the context, get the music . Failed poetry is when the content takes over. 

 

JUDITH SIGNING MY BOOK > I BELIEVE SHE IS ONE OF OUR GREAT LIVING AUSTRALIAN POETS .

 

Judith Beveridge: a note on Tintinnabulum

The renowned Australian poet Judith Beveridge reflects on her much-anticipated new collection of poems Tintinnabulum (1 July 2024), the first since her prize-winning Sun Music in 2018. Read an extract from the book here.


Tintinnabulum explores what poetry can uncover through musicality and analogy, how these elements can open up sacred spaces. I have chosen Tintinnabulum as the title (which means the ringing of little bells) to suggest celebration and to indicate that many poems in the collection engage in an almost ritualised observance of precise aspects of the physical world. I look specifically at animals, landscapes, and at people in certain environments.

Sacred spaces, I believe, come into being when we perceive relationships and apprehend interconnections. I have always been interested in the ways in which similes and metaphors can create relations that formerly might have been unnoticed. My poetry has centred around this core aspect of poetic language and Tintinnabulum continues this with perhaps more urgency and power, but also with humour and surprise.

I also love to use language that is distinctly focussed on sound as a way of enhancing meaning and providing pleasure for the reader. My animal poems, which make up the book’s first section, delve into how we often interact with cruelty and insensitivity to non-human animals, but I also look at ways in which encounters with animals throw their ‘otherness’ into stark relief such as the distinctly alien lives of cicadas, leeches, bluebottles.

The second section focusses on the human world and brings to bear a sense of compassion for the difficulties that people encounter: surfers on a high sea, a waitress unhappy in her job, two brothers suffering racist cruelty, as well as elegiac poems about friends and family members.

The third section consists of imaginative/hallucinogenic scenarios, and is my most poetry at its most weirdly inventive. This section culminates in a joyous romp through sonic repetitions and is a homage to the poetry of Wallace Stevens.

The poet Edward Hirsch has said that ‘Attentiveness is the natural prayer of the soul.’ I believe the final section of the book attempts this level of worshipful attention evoking the beauty and awe to be found in landscapes. It is my aim that readers, after reading Tintinnabulum, will find the world less fragmented and more interconnected, that language can be felt as an activating mechanism for wonder, joy and revelation.

— Judith Beveridge, May 2024

fourW thirty-five Anthology from Booranga Writers Centre, Charles Stuart University by Colleen Keating

 

       

We spent a very rewarding afternoon  being part of a group of writers for the launch  of the latest Booranga Writers Anthology – fourW thirty-four New Writing.  Thank you to the editor David Gilbey for his passion and hard work to bring this creation to fruition. David acknowledges a team of dedicated helpers and the large gathering at the  Sydney launch was testament to gratitude of Australian writers. I like how David Gilbey describes our writings –  “diverse, multi-layered &polyvocal writings . . .celebrated pieces are just a few of the gem in our ‘treasury of literature'” The launch was held in the auditorium of the AIT at Ultimo.  The new anthology,  fourW thirty-four  includes new work from 76 writers from all over Australai and from overseas,  more than 20 stories and fifty poems. It was special to be standing side by side with writer friends published, Pip Griffin, Antonia Reiseger and a few other familiar faces and to be published with some of our top poets Judith Beveridge, Andy Kissane, Mark McCleod, Damien O’Brien.  

 

 Dr. John Stephenson  a novelist who has written many thoroughly researched novels including The Optimist which is an early look at the poet Christopher Brennan. He gave a wonderful address . The words I remember ‘where are you my beloved country’ and how standing lost one evening in a dead end on the way to Wagga Wagga he got out of his car to see the sign and found once again his beloved country there surrounding him and he knew everthting would be alright. It was very uplifting .

Everyone who was present got to read their work and it was powerful to hear the voices of so many of our poets and short stories writers from all around the country.

I felt very honoured to read my published poem Intrusion. It is an unusual set out for me but it wrote itself one day when I couldnt take the violence intruding into my lounge room any more and then the low prioity  the subjects in the last stanza were given and the conclusion to make light of everything with the cat news . 

How can we change this low brow news that is our daily and nightly story?

Unable to get the spacing to work on this blog I photographed the poem above, Thanks to editor, David Gilbey

intrusion

and a WARNING
the following contains scenes
that may disturb some viewers
discretion is advised

Ah says the screen gotcha

disarmed
i rummage for the remote
under a pile of papers or behind the cushions
and flick to another channel
i don’t need these unnecessary images

flip back in time to hear the newsreader gloat
if this has distressed . . .

tipped you over the tipping point
overwhelmed your lonely hard cruel overwhelmed life
sunk you even deeper into the pit

you can contact LIFELINE
or 1800RESPECT

back to the news
no longer raising the shock flag

another woman is murdered today
indigenous incarceration ratio increased
2000 feared drowned in Pakistani flood
and a new cat show
where cats learn to walk tight ropes

 

 

Shortlisted poem in the 2023 Society of Women Writers NSW National Writing Competition by Colleen Keating

It is very excited to have a poem shortlisted in the 2023 SWW NSW National Writing Competition  Giving Women a Voice. Thankyou to organisers and judge Judith Beveridge

Dear Colleen,

Your entry, From the dust of stars in the Society of Women Writers NSW National Writing Competition is shortlisted. The winners are announced at the Society’s monthly event in the Dixson Room, the State Library of NSW on 8 November. Judith Beveridge, the Poetry Judge will be there to give her report.

Dear Colleen,

Your entry, From the dust of stars in the Society of Women Writers NSW National Writing Competition is shortlisted. The winners are announced at the Society’s monthly event in the Dixson Room, the State Library of NSW on 8 November. Judith Beveridge, the Poetry Judge will be there to give her report.

 Warmest Congratulations and best wishes

Maria

Maria McDougall

The Society of Women Writers NSW Inc.

womenwritersnsw.org

SHORT LIST  National Writing Competition 2023 – POETRY

 

PIPPA KAY FOR MARBLES

COLLEEN KEATING  FOR THE DUST OF STARS

LILY NASON FOR HOMESICK  ON A BALCONY SOMEWHERE IN PARIS

MARGARET RUCKART FOR CHROMOSOMAPERSON

JOANNE RUPPIN 

AND THE WINNER IS . . . . . . .  MARCKART RUCHART AND SECOND  PIPPA KAY

The photo is taken on

CONGRATULATIONS  TO THE WINNERS : I FEEL VERY HONOURED
TO BE SHORTLISTED WITH THESE GREAT POETS. I MISSED OUT BUT I AM PROUD OF THE POEM I WROTE

 

Judge’s Report – Judith Beveridge

Thank you to the Society of Women Writers for the honour and privilege of judging this year’s poetry prize for which there were 44 entries. I enjoyed the variety and vitality of the poems entered. Although most of the entries were in free verse, there was plenty of evidence that rhyme and stricter forms are not an entirely forgotten discipline. Whatever the form being used and with whatever success, I sensed honest voices dealing with real experiences. In judging the award, I looked for poems that made imaginative and inventive use of language, poems that showed a compelling engagement with subject matter, poems that had control over form and structure and poems that demonstrated masterful use of sound, imagery, lineation and rhythm to carry the meaning.

 

Winner: Chromosomapoem: I chose this poem as the winning entry because of the elegance and sophistication of language and subject matter. It addresses sex differences in a clever and witty manner. The linguistic quality is sustained throughout the poem as well as the use of form which enables the poem to embody and convey its thoughts in a memorable and powerful way. The poem shifts skilfully between historical and personal reflections on the biological and social realities determined by male and female sex chromosomes. The poem is a complex weave of humour and seriousness, executed with bravura and style.

 

Highly Commended: Marbles: This poem uses the highly challenging sestina form to excellent effect and has avoided the pitfalls of the sestina by being compact and economical. Form and content in this poem are beautifully married and generate an organic reading experience. The poem has as its subject matter the passing on of generational knowledge and experience – grandmother to grandchildren – thus the repetitions embedded in the sestina make it an excellent formal choice. The conversational style, in tandem with the poem’s formal requirements, create buoyancy and power. A tender and finally achieved poem.

 

Commended: Homesick on a Balcony Somewhere in France, no, not in Paris: This poem travels seamlessly through a wide range of feelings: humour, nostalgia, a sense of aloneness and displacement, as well as an acute awareness of time’s passing, both geologic time and personal time are juxtaposed to great effect. These tones and feelings are embodied in the movement and flow of the cadences and rhythms across the lines. This is a moving, engaging poem.


2022    SO PROUD TO BE MENTIONED THREE TIMES IN THE SHORT LISTED

PROGRAM FOR THE SOCIETY OF WOMEN WRITERS  COMPETITIONS 2022

SHORT LISTED IN POETRY BOOK  OLIVER MURIEL PINK

SHORT LISTED IN NON-FICTION BOOK OLIVE MURIEL PINK

SHORT LISTED IN NATIONAL POETRY COMPETITION 2023 FOR PETAL  BY PETAL

We are delighted to announce the shortlist for the Members’ Book Awards 2022. Congratulations to the authors involved and thank you to our judges.
Alphabetical by author

FICTION JUDGED BY MARGARET WICK

Maureene Fries   Stones. Bones and Hollyhocks
Helen Lyne   Disappointment and Other Joys of Life
Catherine McCullagh   Secrets and Showgirls
Susan Steggall   The Heritage We Leave Behind
Julie Thorndyke   Divertimento
Kelly Van Nelson    The Pinstripe Prisoner

NON FICTION JUDGED BY SYBIL JACK

Valerie Clifford  Fijian Shadows
Jan Conway   Skimming the Surface – Expats in Kiribati
Robyn Elliott   Sing the Burnt Mountain
Kate Forsyth & Belinda Murrell   Searching For Charlotte
Colleen Keating   Olive Muriel Pink
Christine Sykes   Gough and Me

POETRY JUDGED BY CARMEL BENDON

Anne Casey   Portrait of a woman walking Home
Anne Casey   the light we cannot see
Antoinette M. Diorio   Attachments
Pip Griffin   Virginia and Catherine, the Secret Diaries
Colleen Keating   Olive Muriel Pink. Her radical and idealistic life. A poetic journey
Denise O’Hagan   The Beating Heart

CHILDREN & YOUNG ADULT JUDGED BY GAIL ERSKINE
SPONSORED BY CHRISTMAS PRESS

Libby Hathorn   The Best Cat the Est Cat
Libby Hathorn & Lisa Hathorn Jarman   No! Never! A cautionary tale
Pamela Rushby   The Mummy Smugglers of Crumblin’ Castle
Pamela Rushby   Interned

THE SHORTLIST
National Writing Competition
We are delighted to announce the shortlist for the National Writing Competition 2022. Congratulations to the authors involved and thank you to our judges.
Alphabetical by authorsSHORT STORY FICTION JUDGED BY JENNY STRACHANAlexandra Dunn   Violet
Paulette Gittins   Forget it Jake
Meira Gorcey   Looking for Peace
Felicia Henderson   Gardens in the Rain
Julie Howard   Recipes for Sisters and Wives
Judith O’Connor   The Past is a Dangerous FriendSHORT STORY NON -FICTION JUDGED BY PAULA McLEANCarmel Bendon   Birds of a Feather
Pippa Kay   Fear Itself
Stephanie Phillips   Here, There and Everywhere
Judy Rowley   The Only Way
Sally Jane Smith   Blood and Gratitude
Gwen Wilson   Living in the Shadow of TitoPOETRY JUDGED BY EILEEN CHONG
SPONSORED BY GINNINDERRA PRESSAnne Casey   Architecture of Chronic Pain
Colleen Keating   petal by petal
Meira Kirkwood   Woman to Dog
Joanne Ruppin   Bright New Home
Josephine Shevchenko   Undying the Sea
Mocco Wallert   A Stranger in my house

 

 

 

 

Spring Walk in Wyrrabalong National Park by Colleen Keating

 

In the bush I hear the trees
ferns, palms and moss
whispering their wisdom
renewing my being
healing my soul
– Colleen Keating

After winter

Still dark enough to note the morning star
she walks again the bush track. A few magpies
fossick in frosty grass for first feed. Swallows dart

among the insect motes off the dandelion spent heads
and fly back to perch on telegraph wires.
It is still cold. Apple-crisp and silver.

The clouds open as silk fans, their bone
displayed like veins of a feather. The magpies
sing now from branches above, and she thinks too

how their morning song is her Delphian oracle.
She walks the track that’s a bracelet of charms
taps a branch watching a spangle of diamond–

dew drops light the way while the early light captures
a scarred tree trunk hollowed black like Munch’s Scream.
A cockatoo perched above glints with the gold                                      

of a mohawk fiend, soon in flight it will have the air
of a Tiger Moth in a opal-tinted sky. She has always loved
the walks here, the brush turkey stepping from

its scratchy music of an old LP, the whipbird checking
on its mate from the high river gums, the wrens chirping
from the safety of undergrowth, yet today it is a rupture

of spring that sings a rhapsody of song: purple milkwort
ravishing attention, pink wax Eriostemon, wedding veil
showers of boronia and orange pea plants sitting

in their spiky foliage. There is joy in watching the earth
re-awaken, the inevitable journey out of a winter
segueing towards summer. Ahead she can see

why she came – a wild display of flannel flowers. Petals
still mostly closed – their green tips a rising choir ready to sing
an Alleluia chorus. Open petals like earth-bound stars have                                                

the velvety feel of a childhood dress and sparkle in the shifting
light. She loves those Banksia trees that shade the groves
flamboyant with rough bearded seed pods like sleepy-eyed owls

wisely peering down: with the zephyr of a breeze there’s
a shuffling sound as if feathers are being ruffled or a yellow
skirt swinging through dried grass. The sun now on the shoulder

beams into the canopy of green and she will walk back
her mind pianissimo as a gentle Brahms largo passage
alert to nature watching, her enlivened step. 

Colleen Keating