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.
you are my love
At one point in my life I had a fascination with bike poetry, sometimes it’s bike songs. The rules of engagement are fairly simple, I ride my bike, this is what I sing in my head and then I give it 10 or 15 min when I get time to record it so that I can sing it on my next bike ride. I think we’ll all agree that I will stick to my day job but it certainly improves my night rides.
Sometimes I really miss my old helmet blog.
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Oh, I do so love this! I kinda do the same thing when I ride. OK, OK, Correction…I do all sortsa mental/emotional/spiritual things when I ride long (50+ miles). I sing. I talk out loud. I pondercate. I compose blog entries I never write. I dream. I smile. I revel.
Oh Jonas, to know you are still reading sometimes… makes me smile!
This is SO good.
Love it!