she looks up when you laugh

That beautiful involuntary
sound which knows a Sunday morning
as well as Friday night

it doesn’t take the belly or guffaw
the merest giggle will suffice
she looks up when you are laughing

feeling things are somehow right.

 

By Eleanor Jackson

Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.

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