Borrowdale Framed by Stone Circle (artist unknown), Sonnet #568

 

for Jeffrey Strayer

Extreme effort to frame:

What’s seen with or without

Enclosure takes the same

Circumambient route

Into the dark pupil.

Mountains and valleys spill

Beyond the circle’s span,

From rainclouds to brainpan.

They say it’s a hard climb

To reach the stone circle,

Yet, everywhere I’m

Found, the same miracle

Completes figure and ground:

A nearly perfect round.

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