, Gloucester, MA


November 5, 2012

With the Honey Bees

Know the voice of sheer wings, sheerest

hum that drums the pace of keenest hunger

in calm sky, or as torrents fall from thunderheads.

Breathe that air carrying us to the dust of pollen,

those sumptuous grains, heart of honeycomb,

bliss of generations before and all to come.

How we tend the hive, grow it, find a path

from afar to this locus of miracle — a doorway

to the most intense meeting — forms our love.

Sweet, sweetest pear blossom, or alfalfa clover

fallow over wheatlands — where flowers dwell

wild out on country lanes — nearby our nests are full.

Flora abounding on all the earth shall nourish

creatures of sunlight, these lives of season;

every being and the known world must perish

in swarming designs beyond mere reason.

Douglas Goldman

Eastern Point Road, Gloucester

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