Keeping Bees

Photo by Timothy K on Unsplash

I track carbonaria’s flight 
                         to the hollow gum tree near tangles 
                                  of mangroves that hold the river.

I track close, but a dragonfly 
                         whirls bright above the tangle—
                                 teases to follow its all-seeing eye.
 
See the stingrays hang shadows
			under the new bridge through the deep 
                                intervals of green and blue, 

see their wings bend, gracious below 
                         a riot of blackfish on the boil up 
                                    for air above their calm eye.

Then track through cicadas 
                        that disrupt the air thick
                                  with the stink of oysters, over-ripe, 

where I'll find the hive--
                          a new-made spiral galaxy birthed
                                       from a tight-wrapped centre, busy 

with encryption. And know the universe: 
                           a wild gift of lemon-tanged sun-
                                    warmed caramel honey