Bees—so many! —
buzzing about the flowers
we call Mexican Hats.
What might they mirror
of invisible worlds?
Ions and their attractions?
Or angels perhaps? —
visiting our heads
with hints and intuitions
even as we claim them
as our own.
Absolutely! I love to watch dicumentaries that zoom in on the miniscule workd of insects. Have you read Horton Hears a Who to your granddaughter?
huh... i never saw this comment of yours till now, laurie, while responding to the newer one above, and i've been thinking about you. thank you for this comment, and, no, i haven't read horton hears a who to nova—not yet at least. but this makes me think of another children's picture book, one of my all time favorites—ferdinand. do you know it? -glen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Attachment and attraction of insects to the flowers is a beauty to watch,
hi, akhtar! first, thank you for exploring my poems and taking time to comment. i appreciate it. on this one, i watched from the little deck in our backyard, and i don't know why my mind went in the direction it did. but we do know there's a whole invisible world we typically only get glimpses of, a world on which this in-time touchable world is built on. -glen