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“Why should we tolerate a diet of weak poisons, a home of insipid surroundings, a circle of acquaintance who are not quite our enemies, the noise of motors with just enough relief to prevent insanity? Who would want to live in a world which is just not quite fatal?” Rachel Carson

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Fungus Love

Let me be your honeytuft, your candle snuff, your pompom, tinder, hoof. Let me wrap my butter cap around you. Be my sugar, quench your thirst. Say tremella mesenterica, I’ll be your exoskeleton. When raindrops fall in scarlet cups or ruffle fine-toothed rims, our spores will rise from coronets, touch silverwood and beetle’s legs– track ways of our scent. From mitosis to meiosis let’s hyphae proliferate, then say apple scab and vomit slime, because it’s not all chanterelles, it’s dead man’s fingers, stinkhorn, stem rot, rust, and peach leaf curl. Let’s praise it all, but especially death, the stew of our saccharine walls. Without leaf waste, mote of ant husk, carrion and dung, there’d be no symbiosis, no mycorrhizal love. Our fruiting bodies wake the dead, the dead from which we’ve sprung.

-Donna Kane

from Unfurled: Collected Poetry from Northern BC Women, edited by Debbie Keahey