the rain

I loved you so much
I would have burned the rain for you
That’s how I was going to father that child.

My longing – it rains down on me like snow,
slipping on the cement, beer splashed content.

Obdurate summer rain has started coming in
Wet fagged smokers and girls in short skirts

Abandon the roof garden of The Exchange
Pour rat-like into the overcrowded bar

The Brisbane Emerging Arts Festival, at Metro Arts, 18 February 2012 with an incredible line up of art, music, performance, film and spoken word from some of Brisbane’s most exciting new talents. Four floors of art and performance, featuring elevator haiku, the unintended consequences of life in the medium to slow lane and other perverse explorations of the concept of coming out, of wherever it was you were to begin with! Come and join us.

7.00pm, Metro Arts, 109 Edward St, Brisbane

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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