I don’t suppose he will be missed,
the bee I found dying on the
garden slabs.
I doubt there’s anyone
counting them out and back again
in the hive.
And does death mean anything to creatures
so small? In nature, after all, death is so
commonplace.
Still, it crawls—perhaps searching for that
out-of-the-way place the living seem to
seek to die, for
only the snails, whose trails end in
sudden corpses, carry on their backs their
own cairns.
© Steve Finn
Comments
Ohhh that is a melancholy one. I think he might be missed, if that saying about ‘telling the bees’ is true. It sounds as if their ‘hive’ mentality would be aware when one of the unit did not return as expected