in love with poetics, not so much poetry

sikumi

This coming Friday, 1 November, I will be performing a new series of specifically generated works for the Exist @ Metro Arts Friday night program.

Details will be coming your way shortly, but it will feature a series of short, one-on-one performances exploring the idea of intimacy.

Our society is fascinated with intimacy. If you have previously seen my work, you will know that I am too, in many (capricious) ways.

We often assume that intimacy is the goal and the purpose of romantic love, it is the subject of endless self-help books, and while understood in very poorly defined terms, we are nevertheless encouraged to see it as something that develops over time, between individuals who know each other, contributing equally, and that it is something which will be liberating, the answer to dissatisfaction.  Intimacy is a course to happiness.

But what if you don’t always experience it that way? What if we find salient flickers of closeness, dense experiences of knowingness, contours of mutuality in a one-way disclosure? What if knowing, and being known, are challenging, painful, mutable experiences.

You’ll only need to make three minutes available, if you’d like to participate.

Don’t tell anyone, but….

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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