Fooling your mother on the foolingest day of your life

The Cardigan Bar’s poetry & spoken word gig – POCKET – is  held monthly and co-presented by Queensland Poetry Festival. Each gig showcases a local or touring poet/spoken word artist who will also MC an open mic, Pocket helps bring the words to the northern ‘beaches’ of Brisbane. Entry and poetry free, rest up to you. And, as a bonus, of sorts, this month around, you get me!

7.00pm, Cardigan Bar, 198 Seymour St, Sandgate.

You would be very welcome to come along, I’m feeling beached and beachy, comfortable and comforted, and east and easterly. I will share some poems, including this one below, but would welcome yours much more. The last few weeks have been kind of hectic, I hope that words might be the salve we’re all looking for from time to time.

Rain down

I like the shopping in America, but it’s ugly and dirty. To me, it’s all false, it’s all about advertising, it’s mind games. In fact, they are there for the money. They seem to be good, outwardly, conquering the mind of the people that they conquer. Everything is waste and flamboyance.

From afar it seems
we have not learnt
from the past
calamities. (Despite our bibles)

Silted waters rise
to dance
like septic brown silk
against the gangrenous stilted legs of

houses putrefying in the sun.
Typhon Kestsana glows on the screen
moves with vile force
and blistered favour. Throats corrode for lack of water.

We send

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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