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Publications

River, River, Slow Dance
(2023)

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River, River, Slow Dance collects love poems written to and for Mark over the five decades of our long marriage (1973 - 2023).

 

I was so fortunate to collaborate with brilliant designer and artist Constanza Pacher on this limited edition of 75 signed art books. 

 

As poet Denise Levertov says of long marriage in the poem that is the epigraph to this little art book: 

 

Two by two in the ark of 

the ache of it

Blues for A Rare Moon
(Series Thirty, Alfred Gustav Press, 2023)

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Blues for a Rare Moon, Series Thirty, Alfred Gustav Press, 2023. 

 

I'm so happy to be part of Alfred Gustav Press Series Thirty poetry chapbook publications along with Byrna Barclay, Steve Noyes and Robert Adams. Blues for a Rare Moon offers poetic translations and meditations on the colour blue. Each chapbook from this press has a unique hand-drawn signifying mark and is personally signed on the cover by the poet. It was a great pleasure to work with David Zieroth and his press team to bring this little book into the world. 

 

From the back cover: 

"Blue translated: that's what these poems attempt. They are responses to D.H. Lawrence's challenge: "O what in you can answer to this blueness?" Blues for a Rare Moon offers poetic responses to this call: silence steeped in the bruised songs of humpback whales, a river's deep music, an address book for shadows." 

 

Reviews: 

Jannie Edwards’s ‘Blues for a Rare Moon’ centres on a blue motif as inspired by words and writings ranging from Maggie Nelson and Don McKay to Goethe. From a baby’s ‘fontanel of sheer newness’ in “First Blue” to two explanations for Krishna’s blue skin in “Krishna Blue” to the feeling of ‘Not woebegone. Not that grand’ in “Blue Funk,” the poems cover a spectrum of images in shades of blue that spark a range of emotions. Edwards’s skill lies with minimal forms, including the haiku with an image of the owl and mouse print seen as an angel, and the one with a blue heron taking flight. Distance and longing and faith also form a matrix of themes in association with the colour blue. I like Blue’s response after he ‘hops a dream train to the far distant hills’ and sends a ‘breath postcard’ exclaiming ‘Be where you are. Love.’ A portrait of unrequited love, or maybe not.

 - Gillian Harding-Russell:  FACEBOOK

 

  “Blues for a Rare Moon” by Jannie Edwards is great; she’s taken a blue idea in unexpected directions, and I like her endings. There is never that letdown when the poem ends, just another little twist of colour: “…windows draped against / the trespass of light” or “weaves blue longing on the ear’s loom” or “Je ne regret rien / If only.” (Plus I liked finding in her bio the reference to poems sandblasted on the walkway of the High Level Bridge in Edmonton. I know the bridge well sans poems. Poems on the walkway might save some lives.)

-Leona Gom : FACEBOOK

Learning Their Names : Letters from the Home Place
(Collusion Books, Halifax 2022)

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Learning Their Names: Letters from the Home Place
by Jannie Edwards and Sydney Lancaster

Over a year in the global pandemic, two friends exchanged poetic letters across the country between Edmonton and Halifax exploring a twenty-year relationship with a five-acre, off-grid piece homestead near the North Saskatchewan River in northeast Alberta, a piece of land these two settler women love dearly.  

 

A stunning chapbook borne of a commitment to "slow" art, and the attentiveness and care

that only gifted collaborators could bring to questions about land, landscape, history, and the meaning of home and not/home, both settlement, erasure, and displacement. Taken by the loving language, and the daring--holding hands across the miles (and miles and miles) for a long while, until the form of the work (a series of letters) suggested itself, and the language--settler and Indigenous, divined and discovered--felt just right.

 

Susan Scott, Editor, Body and Soul: Stories for Skeptics and Seekers, Caitlin Press 

Falling Blues
(Frontenac House Press, 2010)

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Falling Blues was a finalist in Frontenac House Press` national competition, Dektet 2010, in celebration of 10 years of publishing. It was also a finalist for the Writers Guild of Alberta`s poetry prize in 2011, along with Alice Major, Tim Bowling and Robert Kroetsch.

 

from Falling Blues

 

I Have Five Things to Say

 

First, there is no shame in being lost.

Second, learn how to fall.

Third, when you found me, I was waiting.

Fourth, forget how to count!

Fifth, I am a slow learner.

It took me half a life to learn

The bowl must sometimes be empty.

Now, I must learn about the bowl breaking.

 

 

Reviews

 

Familiar comforts – marital beds, teacups – are balanced on the knife edge of language, scissored into poetic forms from villanelle to blues. The result is attentive and disconcerting. The beautiful success of this superb collection is due to the use of verbs, always freshly precise and colourfully sound.

Jury, Dektet 2010

Blood Opera: The Raven Tango Poems (MacEwan Press, 2006)

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from Blood Opera : The Raven Tango Poems 

 

Raven on the Beginning of Everything

 

Nothing.

Then light.

 Still Nothing.

 But you could see it.

 Then bodies.

 Then lots of words.

 

 

Review

 

Magic, after all, is magic. Anything can happen and it does in Blood Opera: The Raven Tango Poems by Jannie Edwards. . . . The sleek, Raven-black, 62-page volume starts with ‘Raven on the Beginning of Everything’ and winds downs with ‘Raven on Silence.’ In between are a myriad of Tango-influenced poems on everything from gardens, pornography and suicide, to sunsets. There is ‘Judas’ Tango’ in which Christ’s betrayer agonizes over his actions: ‘…his tongue a knotted rope,/ desperate with this need to tell,/this vocation.’ The Pornographer in his Tango has “guileless blue eyes,” and the speaker asks: “What did you expect? Wolf eyes? Ice? His sex is a "knife edge/you want to skin.” The poem ‘Falling in Seven Tangos’ stretches out through seven, occasionally overlapping voices to explore myriad types of falling from night, school grades and expectations, to drunks, water and lovers.. . . Marked by thrusts and parries, leading and following and incendiary-style connection, Tangos in the book deal with marriage, parenthood and man’s relationship with desire, debt, and much else. Paul Saturley's realistic and ethereal images counterpoint and enrich the poems.

– Christina Grant

The Possibilities of Thirst
(Rowan Books, 1997)​

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The Possibilities of Thirst explores the many forms of desire: its compulsions, its perversities, its wrong turnings, and its rich satisfactions. Robert Hass says: "The reason we call it longing is that desire has such spaces in it." The Possibilities of Thirst explores some of those spaces:  Love, the human urgency to create, the desire of poets to write poems that "move the stars to pity,” violence, war, feisty women. . .

Letters About Listening

 

You write from the coast

 

about listening to the sea;

 

an apprentice listener, you say,

 

learning to navigate.

 

I don`t know much about the sea

 

except it eventually forces you back

 

to land.

 

Out here on the prairie

 

somewhere between Thanksgiving and Halloween

 

on the night of the clear full moon

 

there is no shore,

 

no edge but the edge of a shiver

 

which the coyote`s wail seeks out

 

with the cunning of a dowser`s rod.

 

 

 

I do know that what we hear in the dark

 

is different for each of us.

 

 

 

Reviews

 

These poems close distance: distance between a Bosnian immigrant and her Canadian host; between those with pierced skin in a darkened theatre and those who watch them; between women retreating in a mountain cabin who find themselves on the verge of ‘knowing something very old….’ Edwards allows us an encounter with the grace that exists all around us when we catch a glimpse of the ‘geometries of the heart.’ A rare sensibility shines through each poem, and Edwards’ insights create for the reader new possibilities of thirst.

– Paul Wilson, author of Dreaming My Father's Body

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