Jayne Fenton-Keane Jayne Fenton-Keane i(A58182 works by) (a.k.a. Jayne Fenton Keane; Jayne Keane; Jane Fenton Keane; Jane Fenton Keane)
Born: Established: South Australia, ;
Gender: Female
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1 Carbon i "He has learned not to ask dangerous questions", Jayne Fenton-Keane , 2020 single work poetry
— Appears in: Verity La , February 2020;
1 The Superperfect Number Sonnet Jayne Fenton-Keane , 2019 single work poetry
— Appears in: Dark Sky Dreamings : An Inland Skywriters Anthology 2019; (p. 109)
1 Spica Jayne Fenton-Keane , 2019 single work poetry
— Appears in: Dark Sky Dreamings : An Inland Skywriters Anthology 2019; (p. 108)
1 As Star Your Eye i "It's 3 o'clock in the morning", Jayne Fenton-Keane , 2019 single work poetry
— Appears in: Heroines : An Anthology of Short Fiction and Poetry Volume 2 2019; (p. 87-88)
1 Peace i "Science discovered that responses could be elicited in small doses.", Jayne Fenton-Keane , 2019 single work poetry
— Appears in: Rabbit , no. 27 2019; (p. 52-57)

Dedication:

for tortured Sangate teenager Larissa Bielby, found in the boot of a car in Logan

for Hauwa Mohammed Liman, 24, midwife working for the Red Cross in Nigeria

for Australian women murdered by lovers, husbands or sons

for Desiree Robinson (16) victim of sex trafficking, murdered in Chicago

for Christine Loeber, Jen Golick, Jennifer Gonzales, killed in Pathway Home veteran's facility, Yountville, California
1 Remember i "Dust to dust, or as the ashes say:", Jayne Fenton-Keane , 2019 single work poetry
— Appears in: Island , no. 158 2019; (p. 27)
1 Pray i "Blood may be spilled, from the throat", Jayne Fenton-Keane , 2019 single work poetry
— Appears in: Island , no. 158 2019; (p. 27)
1 Fact Checker i "Nimbus knows the suffering", Jayne Fenton-Keane , 2019 single work poetry
— Appears in: Island , no. 158 2019; (p. 27)
1 Falsify i "On November 22, 2018", Jayne Fenton-Keane , 2019 single work poetry
— Appears in: Island , no. 158 2019; (p. 26)
1 Elevator Pitch i "'Picture this - I heart you", Jayne Fenton-Keane , 2019 single work poetry
— Appears in: Island , no. 158 2019; (p. 26)
1 Charcoal Jayne Fenton-Keane , 2019 sequence poetry
— Appears in: Island , no. 158 2019; (p. 26-27)
1 Murmuration i "You and I tangled and curled in each other", Jayne Fenton-Keane , 2019 single work poetry
— Appears in: Solid Air : Australian and New Zealand Spoken Word 2019; (p. 76)
1 Forest of Ghosts i "On the path that curves to the right", Jayne Fenton-Keane , 2019 single work poetry
— Appears in: Australian Poetry Anthology 2019; (p. 43)
1 A Tuesday with Two Heads i "| One", Jayne Fenton-Keane , 2018 single work poetry
— Appears in: Verity La , June 2018;
1 Weber-Fechner’s Law* or the Unbearable Magnitude of Subjective Sensations i "Neruda says that what flies in him is manifest.", Jayne Fenton-Keane , 2018 single work poetry
— Appears in: Verity La , June 2018;
1 Last Letter i "At arm’s length.", Jayne Fenton-Keane , 2018 single work poetry
— Appears in: Verity La , June 2018;
1 Sylvia’s Blue Banded Daddy i "I can’t remember the smell of the locked room", Jayne Fenton-Keane , 2018 single work poetry
— Appears in: StylusLit , March no. 3 2018;
1 Bloom i "In the delicate spray of a spider lily", Jayne Fenton-Keane , 2018 single work poetry
— Appears in: StylusLit , March no. 3 2018;
1 Notes from the Abdomens of Bees i "At the point where neck meets clavicle", Jayne Fenton-Keane , 2017 single work poetry
— Appears in: Plumwood Mountain : An Australian Journal of Ecopoetry and Ecopoetics , August vol. 4 no. 2 2017;
1 Pandora : A Guided Tour of Various (Non) Fictions Jayne Fenton-Keane , 2012 single work autobiography
— Appears in: Wanderings in India : Australian Perspectives 2012; (p. 198-207)

'I’m still trying to process my Indian experience and my surprise at discovering that there was another place in the world where I belonged, that felt like home. It was a strange experience, as residencies are, because on the one hand I was a tourist in the brash, exaggerated landscape of what Mark Twain called the ‘most extraordinary country that the sun visits on his rounds’ (Paine 1912:1013), and on the other I was isolated from the glare of that sun by my containment within the residency.' (Introduction) 
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