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

Saturday, 11 February 2012

'the empty spaces between stars'

Cold cold cold. Either the Test matches are still on or the rugby commentators do what cricket ones do and take various raconteuring digressions when, I assume, nothing much is happening on the field, or pitch, or is it crease...? because The Man keeps telling me the lowest sub-zero temperatures in different countries. Cold enough here, though at least so far this year we haven't lost any of the courtyard bluetits, unlike the last two winters. (In France the flamingos haven't fared so well.) A pheasant and two squirrels visit the birdfeeders; I smell fox in the courtyard sometimes in the morning, scavenging for a nut or two, poor things. Earlier today lapwings and fieldfares were flocking together, and I watched a fox quarter the field at Larcombe.

Dog and I go up to the field now to dig a couple of leeks in the deep dusk; our approach sets a clatter of woodpigeons from the trees. Above me Jupiter and Venus are blazing; and is that Mercury over in the east? In the little orchard, the silhouettes of apple trees show swelling nodes; secret buddings going on. I've forgotten so many things this winter: to wake the apple trees with a Wassail on the 17th January; to plant garlic before that, on the winter solstice; to order onion sets; to continue with my druidic studies. I haven't forgotten the sound of my mum's voice, nor the softness of her hands, nor the way her face would light up at my arrival.

In the dimpsy the trees rustle. Above, high high up, a plane's contrail stitches the stars together.


  1. Hello Roselle, I found you via Twitter and have loved what I have seen here. I will be sure to return frequently for more in your archives. Thank you for becoming a friend on Twitter. I hope you find something of worth on my blog site : Through a Jungian Lens. - Robert

    1. Hello Robert - how kind of you to visit and comment! I am so amazed at the blogosphere and its possibilities. I'll check out your blog. Thank you!

  2. Evocative. You must live just up the road!

  3. Dick I love your patteran pages - and that stars prose poem. Thank you for calling by here.


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