bees in our goldenrod
At our cabin, we often watch birds from the front window. This time of year, the goldenrods grow along the front of the cabin and we are able to watch the honey bees working to gather nectar for the hive. I imagine the bees have come to us from a group of commercial hives not far from our camp. I remember when my dad kept bees and I always admired his ability to remain calm as he tended the hives.
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how to collect honey
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Honeysuckle and amber
coil from the spoon
tangle light
For this
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you charm a bee
to crawl, hexagonal
on human skin
unalarmed
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Adrenalin fear
hidden by the scent
of cherry blossom
and pear
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Published in my book of poetry ‘within easy reach’, Chapel Street Editions, 2016.
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Copyright 2017 Jane Tims
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