Fay Roberts belatedly brings you tales of the marginalised but ultimately nourishing Agaricus bitorquis.
I’m quite the opportunist, so they say,
not just content to use what others spurn.
We’re what they mean when they say ‘common clay’;
from interstitial places we’ll not turn.
If you’re done with that paper, pass it here?
There’s many uses we can make of that.
For you it shouts connections loud and clear;
but right now, squire, I need it for a hat.
We huddle in the mist, or sit alone;
you pick us off, but more emerge through cracks.
Whatever shiny things you think you own,
the threat of fates like ours lurks at your backs.
Don’t grind us underfoot; look close and see
that one day you might end up just like me.
– FR
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| Agaricus bitorquis mushroom emerging through asphalt concrete in summer. Source: Tomasz Przechlewski in Wikipedia |
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