Two Poems
Lavinia Greenlaw, 22 January 2026
In the years of dark listeningto what lay between the seen and the saidI might catch a true thoughtjust as her mind forced it so far downthat it passed through the floor of herselfand into a black chamber.
She walked the surfaceas if such thoughts might rise upto display themselves – out of reach, in view.There are things we say we never knew.They are there far down where we...





