STONE CIRCLES — POEM

 

 

 

Sourlands Rocks 08 08

Rock as Smiling Dolphin Sourlands 08 08SOURLANDS ROCKS OFF GREENWOOD AVENUE TRAIL

(For you — newest poem, read in the Open Reading following Princeton’s Cool Women’s memorable performance Monday, at Princeton Public Library.  This poem was inspired by reading Jim Amon’s, naturalist, memories of Sourlands hikes  in the newsletter of the Sourland Conservancy.  It will appear in their spring issue.) 

STONE CIRCLES

 

it’s about the rocks

towering

megalithic, actually

 

clustering

on either side

of this Sourland Mountain trail

 

turning in at the blue blaze

there is change

in the air itself

 

those who purloined these sentinels

seem not to have reached

this deeply into sanctuary

 

leaving sunlight and oven birds

I step into sacred sites

feel our brother Lenape

 

noiselessly entering

focused on the keystone

where the chief presided

 

councils were held here

decisions determined

smoke rising from pipes

 

transitions were planned here

from hunting to gathering

then back once again to the hunt

 

a 21st-century pilgrim

I bow to these predecessors

apologizing for all our

depredations

 

Carolyn Foote Edelmann

November 13, 2017

 

 

 

 

 

 

Advertisements

2 thoughts on “STONE CIRCLES — POEM

  1. In this quiet, peaceful, surrendering poem I feel a subtle, soft step forward with every three lines I read, as though I, too, am walking along the path of the writer. The total lack of any punctuation creates one seamless flow. I breath, inhaling and exhaling at different places each time I read it through. The photos, so akin to the strong, smooth statues posted previously, make the experience even more real. Well done, dear friend. Thank you for this Thanksgiving gift.

    -Debbie Hill Sent from my iPad

    >

    • Dear Deb, You may be my most concentrated reader — I am thrilled that the shape/form of the poem and the lack of punctuation allows you to hike with me — which we have so enjoyed and which geography prevents most of the time now. Thankfully, c

Leave a Reply to Debbie Hill Cancel reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s