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published in
Shearsman 69&70 (2006)
Maze
I’ve
an etching, one of a series, loosely based on Pandora. A woman
kneels on the earth, head in hands, above her in the sky a fine
tangle; a knot of ribbons so interlocked it is impossible to
unravel. Clearly, a pretty burden. In another she sits on a
sofa, hands folded in her lap; lightning streaks across her
face, a crevasse opening beside her. In yet another she is seated
on a high stool, her long hair plaited and crossed at the ends
like an open pair of scissors, across her thighs, a cat-o’-nine-tails.
Beside her on the dressing table, perfume bottles, sharp and
angled, a pair of evening gloves almost alive; in the mirror
she faces, naught but a passing cloud.
Linda
Black
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