Poem: L.H. Bailey “Hive” [Vol. 1, #43]

November 5, 2008

 

Hive

Liberty Hyde Bailey

The building bees are humming

About the angled comb

And yellow bees are coming

With treasure laden home,

And other bees are going

To orchard and to bloom

To fetch new sweetness flowing

For ev’ry honeyed room;

Ten thousand blooms are vying

Wherever they may roam

In hurst or fallow flying

The journey leadeth home.

(from LH Bailey Wind and Weather, orginally published 1916,
reprint from Doulos Christou Press now available, see review above).