Morel hunting

This entry is part 84 of 91 in the series Toward Noon: 3verses


Fungi are like us—
absorbing oxygen, releasing CO2.
This puffball is an abandoned factory.

I nudge the intact wall
with the point of my umbrella.
It’s all out of smoke.

Ovenbirds and the black morel,
writes a friend.
Impossible to see.

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