i did not like the photographs i took yesterday not sure how i feel about these ones!
it is grogeous outside, i a m in the house now but the breeze is coming into the house and out again.
i am making soup and i think i will sit down and watch "the city of my final destination" as anyone seen it?
today is the first day of autumn
Mushrooms
Sylvia Plath
Overnight, very
Whitely, discreetly,
Very quietly
Our toes, our noses
Take hold on the loam,
Acquire the air.
Nobody sees us,
Stops us, betrays us;
The small grains make room.
Soft fists insist on
Heaving the needles,
The leafy bedding,
Even the paving.
Our hammers, our rams,
Earless and eyeless,
Perfectly voiceless,
Widen the crannies,
Shoulder through holes. We
Diet on water,
On crumbs of shadow,
Bland-mannered, asking
Little or nothing.
So many of us!
So many of us!
We are shelves, we are
Tables, we are meek,
We are edible,
Nudgers and shovers
In spite of ourselves.
Our kind multiplies:
We shall by morning
Inherit the earth.
Our foot's in the door.
5 comments:
These are incredible!!! I love mushrooms. It reminds me of foraging mushrooms on my family's farm in France!! Hugs to you dear friend! xo
I have enjoyed both your posts. The photos are wonderful. Love the poem. I really like the little moss installations. I loved moss as a child..and still do. I think the fairies will be along anytime soon.
Love your little landscapes...I now know about 7 kinds of edible mushrooms around here and can't wait to go hunting! There is an excellent field guide called 'All that the rain promises and more' by David Arora. Full of great photos as well as some crazy stories about mushrooms.
Vary much autumn. They are lovely, cute in some way.
so so so so beautiful! and i love the poem...we shall by morning inherit the earth...love.
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