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, 5 March 2011

Learning the Language

we come from so far away
each of us

seeking the sacred mountains
and the Other

stumbling tongues essaying
the lingua franca
behind words

still love to do with becoming
more not less

this trying to live wide open
the saying yes
the trust

while the head holds tight

but the heart like a
March hare

day after day leaps forward
into darkness

every step
the first

- Roselle Angwin (in Looking For Icarus, bluechrome 2005)

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