i should really google
if any apiarist out there know why the hive would appear to swarm and then land back on the outside of the hive, let me know. Did the new queen die?
April 22, 2008
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The superior order of the honey bees is taking over:
The Stare’s Nest by My Window
The bees build in the crevices
Of loosening masonry, and there
The mother birds bring grubs and flies.
My wall is loosening; honey-bees,
Come build in the empty house of the stare.
We are closed in, and the key is turned
On our uncertainty; somewhere
A man is killed, or a house burned.
Yet no clear fact to be discerned:
Come build in the empty house of the stare.
A barricade of stone or of wood;
Some fourteen days of civil war:
Last night they trundled down the road
That dead young soldier in his blood:
Come build in the empty house of the stare.
We had fed the heart on fantasies,
The heart’s grown brutal from the fare,
More substance in our enmities
Than in our love; O honey-bees,
Come build in the empty house of the stare.
– W. B. Yeats
Comment by Matt — April 23, 2008 @ 2:39 am
my brother, mike, is the bee rustler to ask. when he’s back in the country, we’ll get him on that one!
Comment by molly — April 23, 2008 @ 4:51 pm
Chinese fire drill. Bees get bored too.
Comment by Nate — April 24, 2008 @ 6:54 am
so i looked it up, stare is another word for starling. a bird. I needed that to get into the poem. thanks.
molly, thanks. how many hives does mike have? do you think he will agree with nate?
Comment by Rolston — April 24, 2008 @ 10:08 am