Tickets to the Fall of Icarus

Tickets to the Fall of Icarus charts the flight of two flamboyant characters, Icarus reborn and his lover Audrey, as they navigate through the maelstrom of modern life, confronting natural disasters, pandemics, online dating and even a little self-sabotage.

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Tickets to the Fall of Icarus charts the flight of two flamboyant characters, Icarus and Audrey, as they navigate their way through the maelstrom of modern life amidst natural disasters, pandemics, online dating and even a little self-sabotage.

In artfully executed narrative poetry, Gering deploys his inimitable style and humour to bring characters into dynamic life on the page. Few readers won’t see glimmers or shards of themselves in Audrey and Icarus.

These vignettes are surprising, bittersweet and strangely insightful as they coalesce in a collection that is a challenging but joyful exploration of what it means to be alive and incisively engaged in the 21st century.

By the author of Staying Whole While Falling Apart.

Sample

Icarus Channels Cassanova’s Kitchen

Lulu, lover of cuttlefish, on a sill
in black and white. Charlotte spicily racked
between thyme and paprika.
Persia poised on a shelf with mortar
and pestle. Magnetic Madeline
to-and-froing on the freezer door.

Charlotte, meet Lulu!
Please, Maddy, put down the cleaver.
Sweet, sour, salty, spicy, umami –
you who rendered me sublimely
giddily – my tongue is dry. Where
have all the flavours gone?

The mini porcelain apartment blocks
I loved in Prague now grace the table
where I eat alone.
Behind their tiny ceramic windows
I sense contented couples sharing
summer fruits.

And my gathered exes appear
to be whispering – saucy blandishments
to stir me crazy.
Enough of this! Time to whisk eggs
and hatch hopes for a new partner
to season my days.

But trepidation grips tight
for I talk in my dreams.
My last darling had been drowsing
content in my arms until I cried out
for Lulu, so ending it –
another lover aghast and gone.

James Gering 1

James Gering, poet, diarist and short story writer, is an ASA Poet of the Year, and he's received various international awards for his stories and poems. His writing has appeared in many journals around the world including Meanjin, Cordite, Rattle and Shot Glass Journal. His first collection of poetry, Staying Whole While Falling Apart, was released by Interactive Press in 2021. James lives in the Blue Mountains near Sydney. There he climbs the cliffs and hikes the trails in search of Beveridge’s wisdom, Ernaux’s emotional truth and Kafka’s dreamscapes. James welcomes visitors at jamesgering.com.

Sample

Icarus

Beyond the walls and the steel bars
the sky has no borders.
It bursts forth with mockery.

Daedalus and Icarus crave their freedom.
They devise a plan featuring struts
and feathers and wax.

Moon shards slice window bars.
Father and son clamp on
makeshift wings

and sail into the expanse of dawn
buffeted by gravity
well clear of choppy waves.

White gulls escort Icarus.
He laughs like a boychick, drowning
out his father’s carping.

The heat turns up. Wax drips
and flows. Icarus finds truth
in a feathery spiral and the splash

of a shock, the shock of a splash.
‘I’m drowning,’ he cries out
as a boat passes nearby

timeless as a painting.
On land, a cow moos, a dog barks,
a farmer leans on his plough. |

‘You’re not drowning,’ the farmer shouts,
‘that’s spluttering. Plant your feet
in the shallows and right yourself.’

Icarus flounders onto shore
and proceeds to scarf eggs
with his saviour, sunny-side up.

Insecure Audrey

Glanced out of the kitchen window while setting cocktail prawns
on a platter. Ralph Langer, among guests in the garden, was grinding
something small into the grass under his loafered foot.

Ralph was a savvy fellow – success in landscaping and in picking
a wife – a magnate’s daughter. He watched Audrey
watching him. The prawn in her fingers dripped juice

and she wilted. Ralph sipped Bollinger through his smirk.
Audrey, imagining herself a specimen in a petri dish,
should’ve had a drink, but only indulged in this remedy later –

often at the wedding receptions of friends. One reception stays
etched in her mind. After Bloody Marys in the foyer, she switched
to bottles of champagne at the table – goodbye petri specimen

hello partygoer. Ralph’s clever brother, a manager at a boutique
hedge fund, was seated next to Audrey. When he coolly
asked what she did ‘for a crust’, she said nuclear physics

at which the brother sat up straight, made a show
of topping up her champagne and sought her opinion
on many a subject. He nodded reverentially at her replies.

Decades later, Audrey is a woman more secure in her talents
yet her bemusement over human foibles never wanes, and she’s
prepared to serve cocktail prawns to all-comers at garden parties.

It Takes a Type

The dots are good dots –
robust and connected

like stars making sense
of the sky.

The boxes are good boxes –
tick worthy and tried

ultra-square and accessible
if perplexing for some.

The boxes reject some,
the dots needle some.

Some should try harder:
jump on a wagon or join

a band. Honour the etude
of country and family

of worship, kinship
career-ship and portfolios:

property, paintings and
blue chips

before beneficiaries rally
to manage parents gone

dotty in slippers on a slope
to a cross and a box.

Weight 325 g
Dimensions 216 × 140 × 8 mm
Editions

Ebook, PB

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Customer Reviews

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  • IP (Interactive Publications Pty Ltd)

    Gering takes us on the wonderful freefall — at times laugh-out-loud — of Audrey and Icarus. Full of literary references, puns and wit, this collection is a waterfall of mordant humour, note-perfect and a mirror to our post-pandemic selves. Read it in a rush or savour the sly satire — or just gorge on the whimsy and poetic spell-making. You’ll want to rush into the Australian bush to stash vodka and Lion Stout and make your own bottle sculpture by the road. And, of course, fall in love.

    – Anna Kerdijk Nicholson, author of The Bundanon Cantos, Possession and Everyday Epic.

    In Tickets to the Fall of Icarus, Gering gives us the putative mythical hero juxtaposed against quotidian Audrey in a well-choreographed yet often confronting poetic dance. Paradoxically, beauty is paired with pain and loneliness is ensconced in relationships. Gering achieves artistic flair through deft control of language and shots of Kafkaesque absurdism. This collection might be an invitation to dive deep into the blind-spot of the Johari window, that psychological tool to better understand our relationships and some frightening aspects of ourselves. But, hey, ultimately it’s the landing that kills you, not the fall itself. So, through Gering’s poignant yet bitingly honest storytelling, let’s enjoy the flight!   
     
    – Daniel Ionita, author of Pentimento 

    November 7, 2023

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