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

Friday, 30 September 2011


when I wake
the weight of this
whole fractured earth 
comes and drums on my chest –

this pain that is 
mine, and yours, everyone's –

and yet and yet 
too there is nothing 
more beautiful than this fragile web
against the mists of morning

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