Tuesday, February 05, 2013

The Rural Economy

Langstroth left the pulpit
Determined to find

God in the apiary. 
Capital G.

Who can be certain?

The poetry of the rural economy.

The asking and the knowing
Ripen and swarm into the

Dry hollows of a distant
Catalpa tree.

And if they survive the winter?

Cakes of pollen placed in a basket.

Jars of nectar hanging
Beneath the eaves.

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