2 poems by Linda Black

Past

Particles slung away – see

that hill emboldened

you climb fixated

on nowhere ubiquitous

almost overborn – avert

solipsism condolences

pities participles – deponents

with little to say – a clamp

a clump of celandine scars

of perpetuity a crevice

a pot hole a mental canopy

Spell

Escalator not

what I meant to say cover

me gently – call

of the misconstrued

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Linda Black has published six collections, the latest being INTERIOR (Shearsman, 2024). She is editor of Long Poem Magazine.