Mushroom

Early in the morning, we would
wipe our hands with grassy dew,
gather field mushrooms sprung up
overnight; only
the wise old wives knew
whether their white canopies shed
spores of health,
or of the other thing.


Featured image: Scottish Women’s Hospital, A Group of Tents at Ostrovo (detail), by McLaren, Eva Shaw / Public domain, via wikimedia commons

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