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Jill Jones
Give Yourself Up
(poem ending on Newtown graffiti) If I do not join clouds my attempts of song hit the roof line without wings my effort but she’s crying conversation leaks damage & not alone I swig orange sun ahead of rain it figures your life planes cuts across trails spans aerials I am …
Electronica
This issue of Cordite makes a bow to music and the ways musicians in various modes and guises have used electric technologies to generate sound. When David suggested this editing gig to me, I thought how odd, and then, perhaps, …
Posted in 36: ELECTRONICA, EDITORIAL
Tagged beats, electronica, Jill Jones, mashups, music
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“The sky becomes” “하늘은 된다”
THE SKY BECOMES more assertive and does not care for my clothes. I stare at the driver until he stops cold, assertive. She tells me a story of brothers and hospitals, it’s about success and inquiry. I remembered the way …
"I came from" (나의 고향은)
I CAME FROM the lagoon looking for air. I had no companions. I learnt to read by the wayside who follows the hours with days. The names of the gods are in the clouds and on each numberplate. I’m counting …
Jill Jones: Sedition
Music is the calm of a bracelet, girdle, helmet inside words don't matter I've found no terror in the package the song contains there's a type of blue it resembles, one not grown ancient the patina was freedom or something …
Raven Malley’s Statement
It's all incomplete. The seasons win that battle, but these poems, published for the first time here, are the wild surprise of women, of Malley girls. The Malley man was true as he was taken, still is. He is our …
Raven Malley: When He Was Maximised
RAVEN MALLEY is the daughter of Ethel Malley. She lived for most of the 1970s in a commune on the North Coast, Woomynlaynd, but after finally learning how to spell she moved back to Croydon and has devoted herself to re-inventing the lost works of her mother, who she believes was wrongly characterised as a suburban philistine due to a forged letter. Raven is writing a potentially explosive expose of the true Malley behind the ectoplasm, which asks “who really wrote Ern's poems?”
Jill Jones: Morning rattles the clouds
Morning sun online helpless against swept across news waked to sultry trade Whenever I fly easy wings rattle shame, well – got me, baby, up against the fence (way you do/ shame on you) Construction elbows shadow scaffolding halfway up, …
Jill Jones: Morning/Rattles/Clouds
Arctic patrol 1942 1. Shore leave In the ignored morning spent early firing guns turning my ears inside out got cleaned up caught the truck and train visited my good friend Fox in the Basement Bar 2. …
Taipei Breathing
For 14 days over Christmas 2001-2, I spent time with friends in Taipei, capital city of Taiwan. These are some brief impressions of my time there. Quotes are from work in progress.
Jill Jones: The Mini-Series
Dads play with old train sets – 'It wouldn't kill you to be nice.' On the soft beach when there's no surf. It's the little things you do for five per cent deposit. The bar is empty Send them home …




