Taken from Mairi Campbell-Jack’s double pamphlet “This Is A Poem b/w A Violation Of Expectation” The Lightening was featured in The Scotsman last week. Mairi’s book is referred to as:
…a frank yet poetic treatment of two shattering experiences – post-natal depression and marital breakdown.
It is a brave and at times forensic selection of poems. Peeling up the layers of raw experience to peer at them with a poet’s eye, Mairi shows an enviable ability to deal with tough situations with a precise touch and versatile handling of language. A sample of the book is below.
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You can read a sample from each of the pamphlets (which are published in a single perfect bound book) by scrolling through the SlideShare window below. Just use the up and down arrows to move between pages and then scroll the page down using your mouse wheel, sidebar or touchpad.
Sally Jenkinson will be launching her collection Sweat-borne Secrets out into the world this coming Saturday 1st September at The Leftbank, Cheltenham Road, Bristol.
Sally will read from the book and there will also be readings from Liz Greenfield, Rosy Carrick and Rebecca Tantony. As if that wasn’t enough there will be live projections from Karen Dews and some all vinyl DJ magic courtesy of Alice Gambell.
And if you are nice to Sally and hand her some of your hard earned she will furnish you with a copy of her book.
The simplest review for this book is that I liked it so much I started a publishing company. I have pitched my tent under a banner that says I aim to take performance poetry from the stage to the page. That has been misunderstood in a too one dimensional way by some. My aim is not to simply record spoken word performances and hit print, but to provide a professional, high quality outlet for Poets who, although choosing to work primarily as performers, have a depth and quality of work that goes beyond their stage outings.
Ash Dickinson is a good example of this. The poems that make up Slinky Espadrilles have grown out of nearly two decades of performing. They are not hastily assembled examples of verbal gymnastics but carefully crafted poems that have been honed and polished both in an out of the spotlight of performance. Some have been performed only occasionally. Others are Ash’s greatest hits. The poems that people ask for at gigs. It is no surprise that when these poems are encountered for the first time on the page (as indeed I encountered many of them) no prior knowledge of Ash’s performance is required for the poem to glide off the page.
This is a collection that puts an arm round our shoulders and reassures us that it is OK for poetry to be funny. It is OK for poetry to entertain. The poetry police are busy mediating other disputes. Go on, enjoy yourselves! This is the kind of poetry that got me into poetry in the first place. Poetry as observational comedy (albeit observed through Ash’s surreal lens), poetry as social comment, poetry that doesn’t need to take itself too seriously, but is serious enough all the same. Ash taps into the same vein as the likes of Popshot and Bang Said The Gun. Poetry for people who don’t like poetry? Maybe, but there is plenty here for those who prefer a little analytical challenge with their verse. Take the structural rendering required to transfer long performance pieces on to the page without losing the frenetic energy; has the poet, A level students, succeeded or failed? Discuss.
Ash makes clear what to expect from the first poem. “people have been afraid of poetry for years” he says and then sets out to do what this book does above all other things: entertain. If this book was an album and we had top 40s for poems then this book would be awash with number ones. It is not all throwaway gags and comedy though, Ash displays an Adrian Mitchell-esque ability to deliver a serious point in an accessible delivery. But don’t take my word for it, some sample poems are here: have a read see what you think.
An entertaining review of Ash Dickinson’s SLINKY ESPADRILLES has been posted at Write Out Loud. The entire review is written in staccato rhyme much in the style of a number of Ash’s poems. To quote (admittedly having given it the Ash/slash treatment):
I’d think my cash was wisely spent / upon this book instead of rent / if it meant / I could spend ages / revisiting these packed pages
Following on from triumphant launch nights in both Bristol and Edinburgh, Mr Ash Dickinson hits Nottingham tonight to give his Burning Eye collection SLINKY ESPADRILLES the home town treatment.
Ash will read a whole bunch of poems from the book including crowd favourites such as “Glass Coffin / Coffee Table Wife” the flagship poem from his “Dead-Wife” trilogy.
Ash has said that he may be willing to sign a copy of the book for you if you cross his palm with some paper bearing a portrait of Queen Liz II the sequel, although if you try this with the soggy remains of poundstore Jubilee memorabilia salvaged from a dustbin you may be disappointed with the results.
Dan Holloway has blogged about Burning Eye and SLINKY ESPADRILLES over at the Eight Cuts blog. This includes a conversation between Dan and our Editor in Chief, Clive Birnie, about the raison d’être of Burning Eye and our mission to take Performance Poetry from the stage to the page. See here for more.
Burning Eye Poet, Sally Jenkinson was recently filed by HuffPost UK reading her poem Lullaby from her forthcoming book “Sweat-borne Secrets”, which will be published in a just a few weeks time. You can see the video here: HuffPost
We have had some wonderful feedback on Ash Dickinson’s SLINKY ESPADRILLES so far after just a few days out in the world. If you have enjoyed the book then why not help us out with a review on Amazon or Goodreads. This helps us raise the profile of both Ash and the book, and keeps the Burning Eye wheels turning fast!
Reviews are the magic oil in the Amazon engine. They drive the recommendation system and are a great way of indie upstarts like Burning Eye getting the views of readers noticed. Just follow this link, log in, click a star rating and scribe a few words of your own… http://amzn.to/MUfjTe
A huge THANKS to everyone who came to the first in our trilogy of launch gigs for Mr Ash Dickinson’s rather awesome (even if we do say so ourselves) collection SLINKY ESPADRILLES. A great start for a book we are proud to publish.
Ash read old favourites and new additions that were ready just in time for the book, and ended with requests from the audience. All the hits were out including One Week At Sea (Ash’s personal favourite), Glass Coffin Coffee Table Wife, Chiller Queen, Commuting To Jupiter, and the ever popular Bear Spray!
Ash shot some film and once edited we will bug him for a sample and post it here.
The book is officially OUT NOW! You can buy here direct from us or from Amazon.
James Bunting is co-editing an anthology of the best young British Performance poets with fellow poet Jack Dean. It will be published by Burning Eye later this year. Here is James performing his poem “Conkers” in a fine piece of film from Huffington Post UK.
Edited by Jason King and Jeremy Quinn is a thrice a year kind of affair that mixes poetry, visual poetry, flash fiction and not quote so flash but still very short fiction with a few pieces of photography and artwork thrown into each edition for good measure.
The thing we like about The Delinquent is its utter lack of pretension. Jeremy and Jason are quite happy sitting something short and throw away next to the experimental and surreal. Unlike too many poetry journals The Delinquent does not mind if your poem is in an odd typeface, or is deliberately funny or even if (as in the case of Christopher Barnes regularly recurring Washing Machine series) it is typed over a photocopied picture of a washing machine.
Managing such an eclectic mix deftly is no mean feat yet the quality of the work in The Delinquent is consistently high. Now in its Seventeenth issue The Delinquent is priced at a modest £11 per year (3 issues). In the current no.17 Daniel Adey’s A Postmodernist Remembers stands out as a typically Delinquent poem:
I squeezed an apple
to see if it felt hard
I squeezed myslef
to see if I felt
My family disowned me
because my line
The Delinquent wears its name on its sleeve. You get what you would expect from a journal named The Delinquent. Brilliant and bonkers in equal parts. It is available in print or digital formats. See http://www.thedelinquent.co.uk/ for details on how to lay your grubby digits upon a copy.