Stones and Circles
by celia h. miles

Something about stones

enduring sonnets of soil and pain

nexus of natural and artifice created

sings to the secret in all of us.

Something about stones

regardless of sharp turns, divided minds

speaks of the open beyond all of us.

Something about stones

reminds us of the infinite

declares our hope of mastery

by worship or by knife blade.

Something about stones

stays, silent speakers from somewhere.

And

Something about circles

odes swaying, coming back whole

saving mass from chaos in life or poem.

Circles feel safe, circles warm the child in us

Something about circles

keeps us enclosed just as a tree

takes its circles upward and the

sinkhole downward, swirling

and curling.

Something about circles

attaches to stones especially

to spin us deep and inward.

© Celia H. Miles

Celia Miles is a native of Western North Carolina, born in Jackson County. A long-time English teacher at ABTCC, she co-authored a textbook for the two-year college market (Writing Technical Reports, adapted for the Canadian market as Some Assembly Required). In addition to writing in various genres, her interests are traveling, photography, old mills, and stone circles. Her print-on-demand novels are A Thyme for Love (Xlibris, 2000) and Mattie's Girl: An Appalachian Childhood (Infinity, 2002). The books are available online, or in bookstores, or by contacting the author.