"When He Holds Out His Hands, Bees Stream from His Fingertips”... - poetry

LK_Sass, 10 months ago

"When He Holds Out His Hands, Bees Stream from His Fingertips”
by Rebecca Elliott
"at night they circle down again in long arcs
[…] and whisper things, like maybe, and radiant,
and tomorrow afternoon the answer.

Rebecca is an author & illustrator of 20 books and illustrator for 200 more. We were smitten with her then-unpublished poetry back in 2011, so featured her as our third Noteworthy poet in UCity Review:
http://www.ucityreview.com/3_Elliott_Rebecca.html

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$Rebecca is an author & illustrator of 20 books and illustrator for 200 more. We were smitten with her then-unpublished poetry back in 2011, so featured her as our third Noteworthy poet in UCity Review When He Holds Out His Hands, Bees Stream from His Fingertips by Rebecca Elliott 1‘” He stands near the hives behind his father's house with one finger pointed at each of the stars. The light \ from the bathroom window presses into the grass, the grass presses into his ankles, and it's true that every time he tries to raise his hand the other students duck, and when he points at the window the bees rush to knock themselves out rhythmically against the glass, but at night they circle down again in long arcs toward his ears and their wings make breathy winds and whisper things, like “maybe”, and “radiant”, and “tomorrow afternoon the answer”.$

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