from BARDO

The stars are in our belly; the Milky Way our umbilicus.

Is it a consolation that the stuff of which we’re made

is star-stuff too?


– That wherever you go you can never fully disappear –

dispersal only: carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen, oxygen.


Tree, rain, coal, glow-worm, horse, gnat, rock.


Roselle Angwin

Wednesday 6 July 2011

July


windshift to the northwest

waterlight refracted from trees to path
and back; and above in the high canopy
already a cherry leaf slips its perch
to drift its orange flame down the spiral
to earth; just as she a year ago let
her fierce playful grip on life
dissolve, returning back home

leaving us her imprint on each morning

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