Tears
You think they start
from the eyes,
glide down your face
like an icon,
a miracle as salt
as the sea.
But I know they well
in the throat,
back beyond
the tongue
and taste of the heart.
The Australian February 1989
You think they start
from the eyes,
glide down your face
like an icon,
a miracle as salt
as the sea.
But I know they well
in the throat,
back beyond
the tongue
and taste of the heart.
The Australian February 1989