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Bonsai at the Potter's Stall

04/28/2026 14:58h
Under fluorescent light, aligned on a bench and table top, oranges the size of marbles dangle from trees with glossy leaves. White trumpets bloom in tiny clay pots. Under a firethorn’s twisted limbs, a three inch monk holds a cup from which he appears to drink the interior life. The potter prizes his bonsai children who will never grow up, never leave home.