Archive for February 1, 2011

Mole Apocalypse

Posted in Bute Park, Uncategorized with tags , , on February 1, 2011 by telescoper

I recently mentioned in passing that the rodent control executive whose services I had cause to call on told me that most of his time these days is taken up with controlling an epidemic of moles whose activities are annoying the hell out of local people, especially those with lawns. On the way to work the other day I took a couple of pictures near the River Taff in Bute Park which show how severe the problem is…

If all this is the work of one critter he or she’s been very busy indeed!

Now, what was that line again?

“The houses are blind as moles (though moles see fine to-night in the snouting, velvet dingles)..”


The Black Stars

Posted in Poetry, The Universe and Stuff with tags , , on February 1, 2011 by telescoper

Let no one sing again of love or war.

The order from which the cosmos took its name has been dissolved;
The heavenly legions are a tangle of monsters,
The universe – blind, violent, strange – assails us.
The sky is strewn with horrible dead suns,
Dense sediments of mangled atoms.
Only desperate heaviness emanates from them,
Not energy, not messages, not particles, not light.
Light itself falls back down, broken by its own weight,
And all of us human seed, we live and die for nothing,
The skies perpetually revolve in vain.

by Primo Levi (1919-1987), translated by Ruth Feldman and Brian Swann.