day moon’s polypore

the smell of heat

taking it slow

through the humid forest
yellow plasmodium

humid forest

the stream’s
ghostly double

fallen

bird’s nest of roots
nowhere to turn

mountain

aficionado
of clouds

heat lightning

the meadow’s whisper
of crickets

trailside camp

the Indian cucumber root’s
second story

stopping for the view

an inchworm’s pure green
on my hat brim

coffin-shaped spring

the plucked banjo string
of a tanager

rain still falling from the trees

wood thrush song

the millipede’s carnival colors

I forget where I am