Purified by breath alone

that light sharp
breeze of the laugh

exhalation as
they shift their hair
careless, insouciant

deeply, as I might
squander it,
I inhale
I exhale

By Eleanor Jackson

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

JDS says:

July 13, 2012 at 8:39 am

Very neat; but the sixth line isn’t so spare as the rest.

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