Question

Propria poezie despre albina\albine
Va rog ajutatima îmi trebuie rapid
Cine știe si poate in engleza da daca nu, nu

Answer 1

My body broke when the bees left,
became a thing of bones
and spaces and stretched skin.
I’d barely noticed
the time of wing twitch
and pheromone mismatch
and brood sealed in with wax.
The honeycomb they
left behind dissolved
into blood and water.
Now I smell of sweat and breath
and I think my body cells
may have turned hexagonal,
though the bees are long gone.