Sunday, May 20, 2012

A Bee’s-eye View

Beside a lace-white clover-flower,
a hovering, ecstatic bee:
the flower  as large as itself.

For the bee beholds
an Enormous Breast,
rich with sweet nectar,
saying:  Drink me, drink me, my love…

[Here is what the bee sees: ]

1 comment:

  1. Pretty Shakespearean, if you ask me. :-)