Tag: bees

The Spider & The Bee

The writer in me is forever on alert for settings. Deep in the forest lies a grandfather tree with dense, green moss coating its scraggly branches. It doesn’t lie alone. Eerily creepy is the shady, dank stillness beneath a canopy of firs. The silent, electric air precedes danger. That something will happen, that the THING…

The Rhodora

On being asked, Whence is the flower? In May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes, I found the fresh Rhodora in the woods, Spreading its leafless blooms in a damp nook, To please the desert and the sluggish brook. The purple petals, fallen in the pool, Made the black water with their beauty gay; Here might…