We are very sorry to have to note the passing of poet, editor and writer, Wendy Jenkins. Wendy was a friend with whom we both went way back — she edited our early Fremantle Press books, and was deeply loved and respected by many poets and writers. Wendy was also a remarkable poet of great poise and imagistic intensity. She spent much time perfecting the balance of her poems, and shaped lines down to the very morphemes and phonemes of words. She was an immensely generous and committed editor. There is so much to say about her, but for now, here is an elegy I have written for her:
Equilibrium
IM Wendy Jenkins
Rivers brought balance
between sea and The Hills —
filaments, fibres, arteries.
And wetlands were at your
feet so you dipped your toe
and said the machines
of destruction can go
no further. We remember.
For us, it’s burnt orange sunsets
and quail through the stubble.
And though it’s up & over
from your milieu, we know
where you stand, where
you walk past limestone,
water moving through,
the heat arraigned.
John Kinsella