from "While Passing Through"/Summer
Lone mushroom—
tiny cap bowed down—
grass moist beneath it.
fine perception.. observing so exactly.. fine poem... thank dear Glen. tony
hi, tony! thank you for reading and your affirming comment. i've been thinking i want to get back to your poems soon. hoping you're well in all ways, glen
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Appreciated the poet's keen observation of a solitary mushroom and things at the background.
Thanks, Dillip. I had forgotten about this poem until this your comment. It continues to fascinate me what draws my attention. Be blessed! -Glen