Hive by Nick Flynn

[novapsyche]

Hive
by Nick Flynn


What would you do inside me?
You would be utterly

lost, labyrinthine

comb, each corridor identical, a
funhouse, there, a bridge, worker

knit to worker, a span
you can't cross. On the other side

the queen, a fortune of honey.

Once we filled an entire house with it,
built the comb between floorboard

& joist, slowly at first, the constant

buzz kept the owners awake, then
louder, until honey began to seep

from the walls, swell
the doorframes. Our gift.

They had to burn the house down
to rid us.

Comments

[mylastsigh.livejournal.com]

WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[novapsyche.livejournal.com]

Yeah. :) This poem came from Blind Huber and is the subject matter of the whole book is an examination of bees and their culture (if bees could be said to have culture). His language is crisp, yet lush. He's wonderful to read.