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mock orange and apple blossom humming
with bees. Petalled confetti falls all around us.
Bend under the boughs and draw close to me,
these bees won’t bother us—
they’re only here for the honey.
Bees sweeten a hungry world, ferrying pollen
to coax flowers into fruit. You bow before their fine
attention. My face inclines towards yours.
In each pink cluster, a bee trembles and enters.
We breathe in pollen and apple scent
rocked by the Yes, yes, yes of soft bee thrum.
All these years I’ve begged for change—longing
to be transformed—but now I note the perfect coupling
of antenna to stamen, of mouth to fruit.
Finally, I find a fit that needs no shim.
All along my prayer might have been
sustain me, hold me, carry me home.
Deborah Dombrowski is a writer and photographer who lives in Portland, Oregon. She can often be found hiking in the hills of the gorge with her two dogs, Luna and Milo. Deborah has shown her photographs at Blue Sky gallery in Portland, and has published poems in Voicecatcher. She is particularly fond of the sonnet form, and thinks of her poems as letters sent through time and space to the people she loves. Deborah has always enjoyed walking the land and writes most of her poems while wandering in her city neighborhood or way out east in the mountains. She delights in the questions that writing brings to her attention again and again.