the fruiting body
of a fungus
Category: forest
moss climbing the trees
mountain lake
such a good old horse
this riderless body
moon-gazing
sad face circled
by a moth
turning over a new rock
black bear
July’s white heat
blossoming wintergreen
gypsy moths
finding each other
without mouths
taking it slow
through the humid forest
yellow plasmodium
fallen
bird’s nest of roots
nowhere to turn
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
