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Hi, my name is Alys Jackson and I'm a poet and writer

based in Adelaide, South Australia.

My work has been published in magazines,

anthologies and online.

Alys Jackson is a poet and short story writer based in Adelaide, South Australia. Her work has appeared in magazines, anthologies and online in Australia, North America and Europe. In 2017, her poem Drought was awarded the Grenfell Henry Lawson Statuette for Prose.

Drought

Awarded Grenfell Henry Lawson Statuette for Prose, June 2017

 

This poem has both the grandeur and delicacy of an almost neoclassical, Augustan elegance – the verse is regular, well-paced and its perspective is both judicious and minutely insightful. It escapes both Romantic affect and ballad simplification. It’s a poem that “thinks” more than “feels”. This is wise, meditative, compelling poetry.’ David Gilbey, President of Booranga Writer’s Centre and author of Pachinko sunset (Island Press, 2016).

 

 

Polite Racism

published in Right Now, June 2017

 

 

To Drift in Sandstone Folds

published in The Mozzie, Vol 25, Issue 4, June 2017

To Drift in Sandstone Folds reprinted below:

To Drift in Sandstone Folds

Soft-footed shadows creep in fossil shades.

Beneath the cliffs of Gariwerd the evening

Chill exhales in fractured, weathered glades.

Folded, tilted memories. Exposed and turning.

Our history shelved in countless volumes, etched

On rock – bound in earth. Sandstone pages

Cradling species crouched below cracked skin –

Chronicles of a planet’s fading ages.

Our past – where rock-kissed bones dance deep within.

Primordial oceans swell beneath our feet,

Burst in wind-split waves, and I am cast

In valleys where the past and present speak.

Of all the species will ours be the last?

Within still depths still jawless creatures leap –

Mineral shoals whose broken bodies turn,

And twist within their geologic tombs.

Deeper, Earth’s indifferent furnace burns,

And mountains writhe and rise in molten wombs.

Perhaps someday in death we too may rise,

Borne upon the backs of mountains. Raised,

To drift in sandstone folds.

Immortalized.

Phineas McGonagall

published in the Grenfell Henry Lawson Anthology of Short Stories and Poetry. Phineas McGonagall received First Prize in the category, humorous verse.

Children’s and Humorous Verse: 

 

You Can Lead a Horse to Water

soon to be published in Caterpillar Magazine, winter edition

 

Red Sky at Night

soon to be published in Caterpillar Magazine, winter edition

 

Fields in Flood

published on the Australian Children’s Poetry website

 

The River Goes to Sleep

published on the Australian Children’s Poetry website, June 2017

The River Goes to Sleep reprinted below:

 

The River Goes to Sleep

Ripples leave their

Imprints on a soft and sandy rise,

Vines are dipping fingers while the

Evening winks her eyes;

Resting crimson ribbons round the river’s dusty sides

 

Bunny Psychosis

published in the 2009 Grenfell Henry Lawson Festival of Arts Poetry Anthology