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Queen, you are fathomed

Exalted life

not because you know
slavish attention
                              or sit

bathed in the royal jellies
    and rarer distillates

nor because it commences
            backlit all

by droning buzz and the mellow

              scent of lilac

                   but for your ignorance of desire

                   for your cloistering, Liege

Never wondering
              what tastes abound
          in distant clusters

                                            so rich is your interior
                                                      your fecundity

                    your multiple dark imaginings

Never saying
                    as I do
          Why         and again               Why

Never saying
                    as I do
                    to the world of surrounding combs

          Do you think I may someday escape

Joseph Spece


January 2012

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