Cosmos Between Orion and Gemini, an almost-full moon. Wrinkled tidewater tilting at the lips of Morecambe Bay . Galaxies of cow parsley edging the valley fields. Slow explosions of lichen on the fellside boulders. The long-armed yew gesticulating at your window: ancient growth-rings cupping a still more ancient hollow. Old glass: molten tremulous lungful … Continue reading ‘Cosmos’ by Grevel Lindop