on an overcast morning with a sharp wind, I set off on my bicycle, turning my face to the weather I wait for the tears to well and then to water tracelines down my cheek. though I recognise gratefully this weepless state – a life of enduring happiness with sleepy rhythms and forgiveable misdemeanors, days with only the record skip… Continue reading without a hope of sadness
Author: Eleanor Jackson
Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.