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

Thursday, 23 October 2014


the window a Rothko of greys
dawn seeps rather than breaks
the owls have returned to the valley


  1. Ah, yes. I can see, imagine, this.

    Thanks for your last post too, btw, Roselle, which I enjoyed and learnt from.

  2. Robert, I appreciate your kindness - thank you.


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