Short Notes on the Life of Bees
I
Deaf from birth:
Deaf from birth:
the sound they make,
a trembling in the air
that only they can feel.
that only they can feel.
II
The red folds of the
poppy,
the blue-black colour
of Gentian
in their fields.
III
Pollen-basket on their
legs:
the browns, ochres,
reds and greens,
an inventory
of where they’ve been.
IV
Tail-wagging:
they speak by dancing,
like microbes
on the tip of a
needle.
V
They wear their armour
on their skin,
the way we sometimes
do.
VI
A bead of rain
can bring them
tumbling from the sky
and down into our world.
VII
They
only see us when we move.
Be
still. They will pass.