from Garden Globe
. . . . Sitting blind and still, unflinching
in heavy weather, ego long since forgotten,
it captures all of life around it and,
part philosopher, part magus, folds
existence into its own special planet.
–excerpt from “Garden Globe” in To Sip Darjeeling at Dawn by Donna Pucciani (Virtual Artists Collective 2011). First published in Pennine Ink.