Stinkhorn Lace

Stinkhorn Mushroom
copyright 2010 Christian F. Schwartz
http://mushroomobserver.org

It grew in the muck

From an underground egg


That cracked in the dirt,

Then sprouted a leg.


The leg wore a sock

That stank and drew pests


That carried its seed

And started new nests.


Yet, to the mousy bride

It seemed—


         A more beautiful veil

         Than she’d ever dreamed. 



© 2011 Elizabeth Ehrenfest Steinglass, all rights reserved