Today's poem is by Jeanne Larsen

The Gazing-Globe Garden

is the element ether, a stuff
insubstantial as any that transits:

Carrara of columns, rememberance's
granite, acute

angles of mountains, the blunt
edge of a world.

It's glass. It's merely

a mirror, a round-up
of columbine, dogwood, dwarf

crested irises, first slow sprigs
of bellflowers. It glistens,

accepts, sinks
as the plants rise

up toward their doubles. It is what
surrounds it. Or it is

Or it is both, like the bloom

of a face on its skin.

Copyright © 2005 Jeanne Larsen All rights reserved
from The Literary Review
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