Of a Million Earths by Susan Browne
sometimes while gathering nectar bees get tired
Of a Million Earths
One million earths could fit inside the sun The thought of a million earths makes me want to be a bee falling asleep inside a flower It's a fact: sometimes while gathering nectar bees get tired & put their three pairs of legs over their five eyes to block the sun which is halfway through its journey of ten billion years My mother loved sunsets at the beach I remember once in Santa Barbara our chairs close together on the sand There's no way to fact-check this or that we chewed Juicy Fruit gum & talked about things we'd never shared before or that I kept looking at the freckles on her knees because they made me feel peaceful as a bee dreaming inside a dahlia A billion years since that day with my mother or seems like it Her middle name was Marie I brought a boombox to the church to play Ave Maria A cold morning although the sun was shining on the only known planet in the universe where life exists
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First published in New Ohio Review
Oof definitely a new favorite poem 🙌🏻
Love this poem!