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, 15 July 2016

small candles in dark times

' is important that awake people be awake.../... the darkness around us is deep.'
(William Stafford, from 'A Ritual to read to Each Other')

Thank you, my friends, for visiting here, as well as for keeping those small candles burning in the lives you live, as I know you all do. Let's not forget that together we're hugely powerful; and the changes, no matter how small, start with us.


  1. Thanks for your uplifting, optimistic posting, Roselle. I love the Stafford lines you chose — very appropriate for the moment. Stafford is one of my favorite poets — did a posting on him just a couple of days ago.

  2. Thank you too, for all the wisdom/compassion you post here, and all the beauty you open to my mind. And thank you especially for this gem of a poem, which I hadn't come across before. Deep bow to you, fellow traveller!

  3. How kind of you both, George, Mo. Thank you. I'm warmed by your thoughts.

    I'm working up to another post, but am spending a lot of time at the moment just sitting watching the (rest of the) natural world, then writing about it. (70,000 words in to a new book – but no idea where it's going.)

    George, I will see if I can find your Stafford post, but if you come back here I'd love the URL.


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