eleanor j jackson
  • Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet,
    performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal
    about town, feminist, freewheeler, and
    friend. One day, she is going to be an
    ideas curator. Which basically
    means, she will tell you
    exactly what she thinks.
    Until then, you’ll have
    to read between
    the lines.

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  • June 20, 2012
  • by Eleanor Jackson
  • · musing

Looking away

you would look at me
and it never occurred to me
that you might be choosing the man of your life

you would look at me
over the bottles and the corpses
and I thought
you must be playing with me

you must think I’m crazy enough
to step behind your eyes
into the open elevator shaft

so I looked away
and I waited
until you became a palm tree

or a crow

or the vast grey ocean of wind
or the vast grey ocean of mind

now look at me

married to everyone but you

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  1. msdebbie June 21, 2012 · Reply

    A couple of years ago I was invited to a wedding from someone who many years earlier had proposed marriage to me. This poem reminds me of that, so I thought you might like to read it Eleanor: http://www.redbubble.com/people/msdebbie/writing/5386440-searching-for-meaning-in-memories xxx

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