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“Drinking the Bees,” a Poem by Christian Wiman
As if in moments lay plummets down which a puttering soul might stunningly plunge to a sun-splashed terrace in Marrakesh: tea so thick with mint it conjures kelp in a cylinder of sea but for the bees gauzing the top: and the man my guide so unperturbed he seems to sip from very fur serene even as one clings to his beard and peers with its tiny interstellar eyes and fuzzed Confucian face so near the lips it could be the bee’s boisterous bonhomie …
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