The Innisfree Poetry Journal

by Jane Ellen Glasser

In Defense of Stones


against gravity,


in the hands of fury,

stones would just as soon

stay home

for a long nap.


They are not emotional

like seeds, leaves, the wind.

Yet, palmed

on a sun-glazed walk,

just one

can drive out loneliness.


Comfortable in a crowd,

or a castaway

on beaches, roadsides,

what is more adaptable?



they let the river’s tongues

soothe their edges.



they join a community

to keep in, to keep out.



one atop the other,

they show us the way

to stay calm, steady, secure

in the simplicity of being.

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