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.
I think particularly of
Fishing provides that connection with the whole living world. It gives you the opportunity of being totally immersed, turning back into yourself in a good way. A form of meditation, some form of communion with levels of yourself that are deeper than the ordinary self.
Ted, you bastard, with your fucking fish. I cannot take another pike. I will not take another pike. I pike on pike. Pike on pike on hawk on crow on wolf on wood on wire on wire.
He says: what happened casually remainsShe says: The blood jet is poetry,
There is no stopping it.
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