Poets’ Corner: To be born is to overdo


To be born is to overdo.

Stones have no desire

to be our savior.

They’re likely candidates.

They fall & mark

where they have fallen.

These are

the Stations of the Wilderness.

We kneel & cry

the stones the stones

Shall not have

not lived in vain.

A retired anthropology professor-turned-landscaper, the quixotic George Mills was a well-loved figure in the Vineyard poetry community. Until his death in 2001, George and his wife, Florrie, shared a small home in Oak Bluffs where they hosted frequent gatherings of poets, musicians, activists and other thinkers.