The circle is such an attractive shape. Even if I had the ability to speculate why, I wouldn’t get into that here (books and books about it), but the ghost of all that speculation — geometric, psychological, occult and esoteric — hangs around it. Around, indeed. Around and around, circles draw the eye and they draw my eye, maybe more than most any shape.
Even when they’re not particularly beautiful, circles compel attention.
invoking all those ideas about them — unity, fullness, ripeness, oh we could go on and on.
and we could remark about their usefulness
but wouldn’t that be redundant?
and beside the point?
But the circle would still draw the eye.
Even when it’s not quite there.
Whaddya Mean Rosebuds? 