By Maureen Fellinger and Adam Eckley

Morel

In the golden hour,

You glow, a guiding beacon

We've found each other

Growth

A warm, Spring rain falls

The sun smiles upon the Earth

And mushrooms will dance

Galerina

Funeral bells ring

For you were not enoke

But my last mistake

Cycle

Spores to hyphae,

The Great Mycelium forms—

A young pin appears

Destroying Angel

Commanding presence,

A deadly force in nature

Yet still so lovely

*The writer is Agraria’s Education Administrator. This post was co-written with her partner.