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The Bees, the Flowers, Jesus, Ancient Tigers, Poseidon, Adam and Eve                  






Huh! That bumblebee looks ridiculous staggering its way

across those blue flowers, the ones I can never
remember the name of.  Do you know the old engineer’s

joke:  that, theoretically, bees can’t fly?  But they look so

perfect together, like Absolute Purpose incarnate: one bee
plus one blue flower equals about a billion

years of symbiosis.  Which leads me to wonder what it is

I’m doing here, peering through a lens at the thigh-pouches
stuffed with pollen and the baffling intricacies

of stamen and pistil.  Am I supposed to say something, add
a soundtrack and voiceover?   My life’s spent

running an inept tour for my own sad swindle of a vacation

until every goddamned thing’s reduced to botched captions
and dabs of misinformation in fractured,

not-quite-right English:  Here sir, that’s the very place Jesus

wept.  The Coliseum sprouts and blooms with leftover seeds
pooped by ancient tigers.    Poseidon diddled

Philomel in the warm slap of this ankle-deep surf to the dying
stings of a thousand jellyfish.   There, probably,

atop yonder scraggly hillock, Adam should’ve said no to Eve.








                                                      Michael Hudson
                                                           aka :   Yi-fen Chou












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