The Indians claim that time flows differently on the reservation, for me it’s\u00a0 true when I’m off the reservation. So this is a short piece on what the mushrooms think about “being late”:<\/p>\n
And I’m stamping through the Douglas fir
\nin search of the tell-tale yellow chanterelles,
\nBut they are buried deep and all I get
\nare earthy whiffs of mushroom smells.
\nTime ebbs and flows in the misty forest;
\nunderground it answers to no one at all,
\nStretching moments into eternities,
\nthe earth breaths unhurried for one and all.<\/p>\n
Jim<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The Indians claim that time flows differently on the reservation, for me it’s\u00a0 true when I’m off the reservation. So this is a short piece on what the mushrooms think about “being late”: And I’m stamping through the Douglas fir … Continue reading