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, 27 January 2012

weather differentials

I predict that somewhere there will be a light rain shower.
I predict that somewhere else there will be heavy rain.
Somewhere else again you might need to expect hail/snow/blizzards (delete as necessary).
Somewhere they say there is sun.
There again, cloud cover is possible, in all, any or none of the above.
I predict weather, basically...

All of these differentials will be, in due course, losing their identities*.


:-)

* I love it when the shipping forecaster says this

You need to read this article to make sense of the above: George Monbiot, The Guardian 26/1/12 (the comments are worth reading too): http://www.guardian.co.uk/environment/georgemonbiot/2012/jan/26/weather-forecasters-daily-mail?INTCMP=SRCH
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2 comments:

  1. Anonymous31 January 2012 at 11:54

    I love the idea of weather forecasts as differentials, reminiscent of mathematics. A simple, complex poem.

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  2. roselle1 February 2012 at 07:02

    Thank you! I don't know whether you read the relevant article, or whether it made sense anyway... but feedback was appreciated.

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