Endsummer Bees

Where one or two of you are gathered buzzing

near the open window and sometimes

wandering lost within

(Some died a lonely desiccated death

fallen on stony ground amid yesterday’s threads)

Then suddenly a host appeared against the third-floor

blue sky frantically bringing in the harvest to the eaves

workers not few pinging hum hosannas

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