last on (our) dying lips
when
we have killed all the bees
and there are no circles
left in which
to live
we’ll
have fake food
a while
and
then
the last
words might be I love you
said to someone
though there’s
only a dry
Earth
all around
and
the only one to hear be weeping there
and so not unhear
and would not anyway
have
believed
c l couch
for World Bee Day
(21 May)
photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash
“Bee in a Purple Field”
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In conversation, I prefer Christopher. My mom named me after Christopher Robin, after all. In writing, I use “C L Couch” (or, more simply, “c l couch”) because the form is genderless and also frankly easier to use. I have awful writer’s cramp. I am an educator more or less retired, more or less due to disability. At present, I live in Mechanicsburg, Pennsylvania (USA). My writing here I mean to be occasional and also devotional. Either or both. The banner and profile photographs are by my friend and peer Debra Danielson. More of Debbie’s work to be enjoyed is at debradanielson.org. Thanks to each of you and both and all for coming to my blog.
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