I am prone on the forest floor.
My cheek rests on pincushion moss,
my nose, close to the smuts and leaf litter.
A collared earthstar opens its tiny beak amongst beech silt.
My fingers explore dry, soft, earthy fragments
and sift furcula and the bones of field voles.
My breath slows and deepens.
I inhale the timelessness of dank mycelium.
A Forest Bather - Pauline Cumming
25cm x 25cm
Earthenware with delft-blue underglaze
£480 (not watertight)
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