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Day 30 — spores + optimism

April remains a challenging month, right up there with December. Another NaPoWriMo down & I still question why I keep doing them. As I always say, draining churning out X poems a day is hard work. Even when the topic is one you love & love reading/learning new things about. Sure the challenge is good, the rewards often quite impressive, but there are days when with everything else that’s going on, you just don’t wanna. 

It’s quite amazing then, that we you do actually sit down at the creation station. And have a tweak. Chuck down a couple of lines. Play with an idea. How quickly the juices kick in — even if they’re completely opposite to the poem you thought you were writing. It’s remarkable how many good poems get written because you need to get them out the way to start work on the proper one.

And at the end of every month, there’s always loose lines floating round, titles, ideas with question marks, a swag of half-started, half-finished, half-abandoned drafts. Some of these I pick up & work on in the non chaos months after April. Some never go anywhere.

But today I’ve decided to try & incorporate as many of these half moments into a poem of its own as a kind of exclamation point to the month.

The closing Factoid however is something I wanted to do a big proper poem about (or several) but never quite found the time.

[NB a mini-migraine these past 24 hours has seen the delay of this blog getting posted. Would’ve been so pleasant not having to write a poem today (were it not for this head)]

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fungitis 

i. spores
in poetry as in the fungi kingdom
there’s a multitude of diversity

millions of spores drift among us 
without us even realising 

wanted to write a spore-based poem
that wasn’t too stat heavy 

ii. Mycelium
amazing construct doing amazing things
below our feet, all round us
without us even knowing

iii. Wood Wide Web
beautiful phrase coined by David Read
(Sir Dude) about a network way cooler
than that other WWW we’re addicted to

iv. possible titles
the fun guy
the underneath ones
the plastic eaters
the quiet hunt
The Widow’s Guide to (in)Edible Mushrooms
       book by Chauna Craig with a title 
       i think would make a terrific poem

v. whacky name poem
mushrooms have some whacky names 
a poem listing all or some of them
could be quite good fun: Wood Woollyfoot
Candle Snuff Fungus, Sticky Bun
Rosy Bonnet, Powdery Piggyback & so on

vi. split personalities
a Dr Jekyll & Mr Hyde poem
where half is about ants farming
fungi to feed the colony & the reverse 

are literally horrifying fungi 
who zombify ants eating 
them from the inside out

vii. trippy dippy
an exploration of  Alice’s adventures 
as a psychedelic mushroom experience

viii. mushroom collective nouns
as it says on the tin

ix. 
esteemed mycophile & erstwhile
avant-garde musician John Cage 
& a funny story on how his now 
famous 4’33 of silence came about

x. medical miracle workers
cholesterol reducers
organ transplant anti-rejector agents
a plethora of antibiotics

life savers on many levels

bonus. a refuse (reverse) poem … breaking down stuff
not sure what I meant by this
but it sure sounds interesting 

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Day 30 Factoid — Optimistic Factoid

2 buzzwords of the future: mycoremediation & ecotoxicology

while 
       wild Aspergillus fungi was found 
degrading spilled crude oil in the Gulf of Mexico 
unasked  unexpected   &   largely  unsung

various,
          other fungal enzymes have displayed talents
in degrading petroleum hydrocarbons, heavy 
metals, xenobiotics — & even some plastics

however,
            instead of hoping they’ll be able to
remediate damage done to our soil, water, & air
surely it would be far better to learn how

not to cause such devastation in the first place

Day 25 — lethal + prejudice

Lethal Prejudice (today’s two-worder grab) sounds like the title of a terrible Jean Claude van Damme action movie. It’s not. But it is a shape poem (or indeed, an anti-shape poem) about the world’s most lethal mushroom. A relatively easy choice when Anzac/war etc + mushrooms turned up very few hits.

The Poetic Factoid poem was one of the very few minor fun facts I discovered & even so, is barely more than prose broken into couplets (not my finest work) but I spent waaaaay too long on the proper poem.

[Disclaimer: Another block of catch up poems, all written on the correct day (Saturday) but unable to get online in time.]

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Case Study: Nucula flammagenitus      #7: The Most Lethal Mushroom in the World

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Day 25 Factoid — WWII Was A Key Factor in Making this Mushroom Popular 

Pleurotus Prejudice 

i.
put-upon, food-scarce, & desperate — the failing third reich was forced
to cultivate what was previously considered a mediocre second choice crop

ii.
the easy ability of oyster mushrooms to thrive on diverse substrates 
(wood & agricultural waste) made them a vital sustainable food source

iii.
following the war they were recognised for their subtle, savoury flavour 
became high culinary artefacts & started sprouting in posh shops everywhere 

Day 24 — homage + origins

Yesterday I read the whacky American children’s poet, Shel Silverstein; today English playful prince poet [shouldbe] laureate, Brian Bilston. So I was tempted to try a silly poem that played with language the way both of those extraordinarily witty gentleman do. It’s not as good as either of theirs, but I had fun with it. And perhaps with tweaking & more time I could tighten it up a bit.

The Factoid is a simple one as I’m proper tired & it’s almost midnight.

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homage (to the room of mush)

grow in spaces where there’s no         mushrooms

burst out of the earth with lotsa          rushzooms
last night nothing suddenly the           brushbooms

whole forest floor covered in              plushplumes
a multitude of life bursts from            gushwombs

delicate apparatus make you            blushblooms
admiring the mad variety of            slushspumes

weaving life from decay on                lushlooms
recycling matter via their               flushfumes

then nothing almost as suddenly        crushdooms
seemingly returning to their              gloomtombs

truly wonderful things are these        mushrooms

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Day 24 Factoid — The Origin of the Word Mushroom is as Mysterious as they themselves are

Etymology

there is no clear consensus 
on what mushroom might mean
perhaps comes from the Old French
for moss but it hardly seems
definitive 
                  but feels appropriate
the origin of the word
is as mysterious
as they themselves

Day 23 — not Shakespeare + critiquing society

Normally today would be a Shakespeare-themed poem — but given the only line in all of his works referring to mushrooms is when Prospero says to his elves: “whose pastime/Is to make midnight mushrumps, that rejoice/To hear the solemn curfew” in the famous drown my book monologue which ends The Tempest, I thought I’d try something different this year & write about another British writer.

Today’s Factoid is one which logically follows on from the main poem. 

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The Swift Rise & Glorious Achievements of H. B. Heelis, Mycologist 
Scientific illustrations and work in mycology

upper middle class : privately educated at home : Victorian : by all accounts very bright : natural science : her delight : bewitched by botany : interested in most things a la nature : fossil-collector : archaeological artefact inspector : entomology expert 

drew & painted across every interest area : with swiftly increasing skill : peppered letters to friends : or handmade christmas cards : with whimsical illustrations of : anthropomorphic mice, rascally rabbits, cute kittens : & so on : soon honed in on : the fantastic field of fungi

perfected microscopic sketches : of fungus spores : theorised as to their germination : reproduction : dismissed symbiosis : two men supported her interests : others mocked her : saying she was : only an amateur : (not a barrier if a man) : but worse — a woman — which of course : at the time : was the biggest crime of all : in the world of academia

despite this : she wrote up her research : submitted a paper : to the Linnean Society : read by a male supporter : because naturally : she could neither read it herself : nor even attend : eventually discouraged : from the field altogether : by the blockhead male gatekeepers

in need of money : transformed a cute tale she’d written : to amuse a friend’s child : about “four little rabbits named Flopsy, Mopsy, Cottontail, and Peter” : & so Beatrix Potter’s illustrious career was born : establishing her renown worldwide as : writer-artist-storyteller

so mycology’s loss : was literature’s gain — but wouldn’t it be nice : if she’d lived in a world : that didn’t turn her away : from her first love : perhaps even could’ve done both : or is that too much of a fantasy : to be believed

footnote
a century passes : since the tabling of her paper : at the stuffy old Linnean Society : when they issue : a posthumous apology : for the sexist way they handled her research : ahhh lovely : she’d only been dead 54 years

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Day 23 Factoid – A Scathing Critique about Civilisation as it Stands To Date

Myc(elium) Drop

Beatrix Potter
is the neither the first
nor the last woman
this kind of shit
has happened to

Day 22 — ancient form + modern facts

The book of poetry I’m reading today is The Wild Old Man by Chinese Poet Lu Yu (or You) who lived from 1125-1210 which was a part of the Southern Song Dynasty. His style is clean, elegant. Parsed back to barest essentials.

All his poems are in the form I’ve attempted today. 8 couplets. Short phrases (almost Old Man Hemingwayesque, without being quite as blokey brutish & brusque. Blend of nature based & political themes. No doubt I’m missing/not picking up on many subtleties but I like trying new things & that’s what NaPoWriMo is good for. [Though I do still really love florilegiums. Will definitely be revisiting them to explore other fungi, if not in the next week, once April is over.]

Note: even the title is in the style of Lu Yu (it’s actually based on the title of one of his poems with relevant details altered to accomodate my appropriation).

The Poetic Factoid today is three Factoids in one — you think you know where it’s going, but rugs are pulled.

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After the First Rainstorm of the Season, Deep in the Warm Earth of Mount Crawford Forest, Some Thoughts

Deep within earth. I begin.
Reaching outward. Every direction.

Already connected. To every tree.
In my forest. Networked to

A life force ancient 
And unstoppable. Have waited.

For the rains to come again.
They are later. This year.

Even later than last year. It is
Alarming. How quickly the air

Seeks to change us. Change our ways.
I have moisture in my makeup.

It is part of who I am. I need it
To do every wondrous thing I must.

But if I go too early. And more does not.
Fall. I will fail. Spore. Less. 

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Day 22 Factoid — Production, Consumption, & Oh-My-God-Son!!

Quick 1-2-3 Data Poem

the largest producer 
of mushrooms in the world
is China 

the largest consumer 
of mushrooms in the world
is China 

the country with the highest number 
of mushroom-related poisonings in the world
is the United States 

Chinese recognise toxic fungi
better than Americans can

Day 19 — Menu + Millions

Another teamwork poem today, as a collective of great fungi come together to form a complete poem around a very tasty theme.

The Poetic Factoid is a quickie about the most expensive mushroom out there.

[Disclaimer: As with yesterday’s entry, this poem was written on the correct day (Sunday) but was unable to get it online owing to never-ending mudslides, back to meetings again (should we hold/what to do), & other exhaustions.]

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Case Study: Tastiest Fungi Feast #6: Menu Wish List

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Day 19 Factoid – Most Expensive Mushroom

Who wants to be a millionaire mushroom?

Yartsa Gunbu
Ophiocordyceps sinensis
caterpillar fungus 

the fact that it can 
only be found at high altitudes 
on the Tibetan Plateau 
& in the Himalayas

hand-harvested halfway up 
those huge hills while
spring briefly makes
her annual appearance 

means it’s not quite more 
valuable by weight than gold*
going by today’s prices
but it’s pretty darn close

*highest recorded price $138,000 per kg; gold today was selling for $155, 265/kg US.

Day 17 — grans + accents

Today is my grandmother’s birthday anniversary. I’m pretty exhausted at the end of this week so a light playful bit of silliness for gran.

The Poetic Factoid came about because I’m listening to audiobooks with lots of cool facts but which are really irritating in one specific way.

[Disclaimer: As with yesterday’s entry, this poem was written on the correct day (Friday) but was unable to get it online owing to knock-on effects, meetings, & other exhaustions.]

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grandmother mycelium 

without getting all Mushy
in honour of your earth-day
         I wanted to say you were

always the Champignon of grans
always around for Morel support
really knew how to in-spore joy
always calm & kind nothing ever 
         seemed to Truffle your feathers

you were cute as a Button
         completely cap-tivating
the true star of forest & field
may your day be rich golden
         & autumnally earthy in joy

mycelium love is like my-mum’s-mum’s love
         above below & all around us : everywhere

there’s no mushroom for doubt
         you were & always will be sp-awesome

PS I turned out alright too
         not to toot my own Trumpet

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Day 17 Factoid — Some audiobooks are hard to listen to owing to:

the perils of pronunciation

many Americans pronounce fungi 

as ˈfən-ˌjī or fʌndʒaɪ 
         [as if they’re enjoying a dance]
instead of ˈfən-gī or fʌŋgi 
         [hanging round an amusing male]
like right minded English-speakers do

but then, many Americans are also nutters

Day 16 — petroglyphs + mushroom heads

There is a fair bit of rock art around the world depicting mushrooms (& indeed, even mushroom caused euphoria). This one is in the Arctic regions of Siberia & has particularly interesting carvings of mushroom heads.

The Factoid proves via a google search, other kinds of mushroom head are available.

[Disclaimer: As with yesterday’s entry, this poem was written on the correct day (Thursday) but was unable to get it online owing to backlogs, meetings, & other exhaustions.]

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The Pegtymel Petroglyphs
A petroglyph is an image created by removing part of a rock surface by incising, picking, carving, or abrading, as a form of rock art. 

i.
white quartz scratches 
on the faces of over
350 dark stones
fine white lines on
bedrock background
in arctic Siberia 

ii.
arms spread wide
legs slightly bent 
at the knees
humans performing 
a shaman dance
ancient magical ritual

iii.
just your average 
Neolithic art gallery
depicting hunters of bears
whales, deer; sailors; 
traders; artists; &
recreational drug users 

with mushrooms for heads

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Day 16 Factoid – Other Types of Mushroom Heads Exist

Slotted Mushroom Head Screw 
Solid Percussion Fasteners Half Round Button Type GB867 Standard

Not all mushroom heads
Attend mystic gatherings

Some are quite sensible
Practical things

Such as Slotted 
Mushroom Head Screws

Diameter range : M1 – M12 (metric)
Length range : 3mm – 200mm (customized)

Threads: UNC, UNF, ISO, Metric, Imperial, 
Full, Half, Coarse, Fine, Reverse.

In a variety of steels (carbon, stainless, alloy, 
As well as nylon, brass, titanium, aluminium alloy)

Likewise a range of Platings (Zinc Chrome
Powder Sherardizing  Copper Composite )

Silver Cadmium Gold Zinc-Nickel Alloy Electroless Nickel
Blue Zinc Plating Yellow Zinc Plating

Electrophoresis Baking Paint  Rustban Coating
Zinc-Aluminum-Magnesium Teflon (PTFE) etc etc 

(whole lot of coatings possible)

Day 15 —  Psilocybin + Psilocybe 

The Festival of Grief has been subdued again this year which is surely a positive sign. Healing perhaps has arrived. The text is a compilation / reinterpretation / reworking of many people’s descriptions of what taking psilocybin felt like for them. I found the content both online in various forums & chats as well as in my printed books.

The Poetic Factoid is borderline abuse.

[Disclaimer: As with yesterday’s entry, this poem was written on the correct day (Wednesday) but was unable to get it online owing to painting, meetings, & other exhaustions.]

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Psilocybin 

you say it feels like : you’re losing your sense of self : shedding it : that it blows your mind : puts all things into perspective : clears your thinking : connects you with the universe : expands who you are : what you know : what you could be : unravels obstacles & obstructions : achieve transcendental introspection : omniscient understanding of self : the most profound lesson you learn is : how : to be your true pure self

you say it : reduces social anxiety : helps overcome severe trauma, PTSD, & extreme depression : the trauma of growing up in an evangelical church : kept you clean from cocaine & heroin for 15 years : your self loathing’s disappeared : losing your inner hate was a miracle : freed you of so much baggage : got your life back on track : become more focused, more functional : removed your mum’s end of life pain

you are kinder, more considerate, patient, peaceful : you are growing old with grace : with more joy : delight : you feel compassion for everything in existence : find every moment fascinating : see the complex synchronicity : hear for the first time : the beautiful song of the cosmos 

shows you there is infinitely more than meets the eye : allows you to look at everything in a new light : teaches perspective : to live life in such a way : it allows you to reach the highest state of consciousness possible : to achieve that infinite goal of divinity : death no longer scares : death is simply a new beginning of something ended 

formerly you were : a dry river bed : now feel full & flowing : you are the universe : & the universe is you : the stars rush towards you : swallow you up : you travel back in time : to the Big Bang : you are the Big Bang : you are everything : you talk to God : you sit with Buddha under the bodhi tree : you walk with Jesus on a beach : you speak to dead relatives 

all i seek : is three minutes : with my beautiful babies : to know you’re all okay

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Day 15 Factoid – Sometimes Names Can Be Unkind 

Psilocybe (genus name)

relatively modern word
coined in the 1950s
using modern Latin
from the Greek psilos 
meaning bald
& kubē meaning head

not quite sure 
how i feel about this

Day 14 — Triptastic + naming systems

This was a challenging poem to write because it took on a tone & indeed life of its own which was not what I was intending: trying to imagine myself as a species of mushroom. Things quickly went awry when some of the phrases demanded more like them, then counterpoints to them, then it just kept going. Slowly & surely spreading into what it is. A strange yet compelling little creature.

The Factoid is both a joke and a deadly serious accusation; a lightweight little pome which is also doing a lot of heavy lifting.

[As with yesterday’s entry, this poem was written on the correct day (Tuesday) but was unable to get it online owing to online courses, meetings, & other exhaustions.]

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Day 13 Factoid – Scientists Need to Pull Their Collective Fingers Out

Binomial Oversight

there is no
fungi named 
after me           yet