'Disguished as stones'
“In the beginning were the Words of God, disguised as stones:
like hard, black pupils dropped into the faithful’s eyes, these stones.
Waves hunched in worship shake the granite shore beneath my feet
as once it shuddered under the soles that colonized these stones.’’
— From “New England Ghazal,’’ by John Canaday, a poet and teacher who lives in Arlington, Mass.