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, 2 February 2017

Lost Species poem 21: Geraldine Green

We're back, after a bit of a break, with my series begun in late November last year. I've had so many responses there will be more throughout February, too, though from now I shall probably punctuate them more with other things as I know many of you are not poets.

Thank you all for visiting; and thank you, Geraldine, for another fine poem to add to this collection.

Giving voice
how to give a voice in anothers voice?
a wolf voice a coyote voice a river voice
a hedgehog voice. how to give a song
to the coyote song the red wolf song
the curlew song. how to give a voice 

to the river song the mountain song 

the earth song the you song the me 

song the without the earth where
would we be song? voice of
song wolf song hedgehog 

song without the mountain
the wild mountain
thyme song 
dune song, song
the seal song
the toads

the you

song the me

song without them, then,

are we?

© Geraldine Green

This poem is from Geraldine's Passing Through work in progress. It has also been accepted by an American e-zine:

And here's more about Geraldine:


  1. Lovely, thank you. Poetry is more important than ever in these times.

  2. Yes. One (vital) way to keep the flame alive...

  3. This is a beautiful poem. Thank you Geraldine.

  4. Thank you very much, everyone, for your kind comments. Geraldine


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