In Praise of Skunk Cabbage
By Kay Mullen
By Kay Mullen Water quickens under the bridge, near the pond where the gray-green algae begins to fade. Beyond the stone arch, the cabbage with their yellow hoods and flowered horns announce spring, candles flaring among the bracken and beige scraps of knotweed. Soon, chameleon-like, they will shift colors to the cocklebur and tarweed’s deep [...]

