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):


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

  2. 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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