Thanksgiving Week Peace! Previously I offered, “A Native American Thought of It,” links that are especially important in November, including a Nov. 30, 2020 event link, with The Seminole Tribe of Florida.
Now I want to share how we stepped only slightly off trail recently to peer – with no touch- at a natural creation of North Florida woodlands. It’s a gift of #forestwalks #forestbathing & #fungi. And in time for Thanksgiving2020.
Brown ribbons ripple.
Announcing dead wood corsages. Radiating necklace rings.
Saying: Stop, see what unfolds here.
Saying: Nature’s way is life, from death.
What of the ancients, who put words to this?
Who was the one who first saw feathers in fungus?
Who pronounced a (polypore*) phenomena to be ~~
[polypore = the way this mushroom forms – fast explainer of complex process]
For more basics on this beauty: already known to most everyone but me.
And for artistry inspired by this step-stopping act of decomposition, I’m pleased to link to a beautiful turkey tail poem by Alexandria C. Eisenberg, who is new to me. So glad I found her pages & poems. And at this time of year. At her site, see “Love Poem for a Mushroom” in Tiny Seed Literary Journal.
I wish you all the steps you can take to give yourself a soothing week. I hold giving-thanks time gratitude in my heart for so much, including for magic woods, for continuing walks in them, for my family, friends & for Poetry Friday & Co.
“Turkey Tail Fans,” by JanGodownAnnino,2020, allrightsreserved.
Last week I wrote about another holiday soon upon us ~~ Hanukkah.