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August’s Gift: Fabulous Fungi, An Inspiration for Poetry
A wetter-than-normal month in the Northwoods yields some surprises!
3 min readSep 2, 2022
Bear’s Head Tooth
Looking up from the ground,
There you were.
White spikes on a
Brown log
In the forest
Where I now live
But you’ve been here
Before
I just missed you
Because I never looked
Never walked through
The leaves
Covering the ground
Dodging the twigs
Jumping over stumps
Poking the puffballs
Once I looked up,
You were there,
Now you are forever fixed
In my mind
And my belly!
© Draft, Carol Labuzzetta, 2022.