Too Early


Little miss bee was buzzing

Around at nine in the morning today

I sensed something buzz past at chest height

And felt something like a small pencil eraser

Lodge where my fingers curled around the edge of my phone

She did not want to move from my phone

It might have been comfortable for her,

curled around the edge of plastic

I told her that she didn’t want to go where I was going

Indoors work was no place for her

So I gently nudged her onto a fruit tree leaf

To which she sleepily climbed

And went about my usual routine.

That is the first time I have tucked in a bee

Although for a bee, she wore thin horizontal yellow and black pinstripes, and wasn’t all that fuzzy.