Gigli’s Photo of the Week
Photography by Rich Gigli
The Bee
By Emily Dickinson
(1830-1886)
Like trains of cars on tracks of plush
I hear the level bee:
A jar across the flowers goes,
Their velvet masonry
Withstands until the sweet assault
Their chivalry consumes,
While he, victorious, tilts away
To vanquish other blooms.
His feet are shod with gauze,
His helmet is of gold;
His breast, a single onyx
With chrysoprase, inlaid.
His labor is a chant,
His idleness a tune;
Oh, for a bee’s experience
Of clovers and of noon!
April 11th, 2012 at 10:47 pm
This just proves what we already knew about your photographs, Rich. They’re the bee’s knees! Thanks for another gem.
Michael