The Queen Bee
YOU awake in the night
will never be againyou are as nothing
of night and suspended
you lie staring into the dark,
the subconscioushaving slept,
I do not know what woke me.
outside my window
drugged moment I lay staring into the dark.
hyacinths--pink and purple--the firelight
living, all of them, hardly noticed then. We forgot--
gone forever,miracles vested with radiance
"What am I doing here?
no place for me anywhere.
"I found it on a snowdrift