Potential Titles: Bee
Feb. 3rd, 2010 08:49 pmDroning bees at the altar - Willis Boyd Allen "Sic Itur Ad Astra"
Weave the bees, stitch them to their honey - Ahmad Almallah "Some Verse for the Depressed Rebel"
Dells where the gold bee drones - Amber aka Martha Everts Holden "The Brook"
Ox shall waltz with bee - Amber aka Martha Everts Holden "Lines to My Love"
The amber dower of the building bee - "Anthology of Jugoslav Poetry LXXXVIII: A Soul's Sweetness" transl. by Robert Bulwer Lytton (Owen Meredith)
Heard bees buzzing inside their skulls - William Archila "The decade the country became known throughout the world"
Of million bees in old Lime-avenues - Martin Armstrong "Honey Harvest"
And hark, to the funeral dirge of the Bee - J.L.B. "The Butterfly's Funeral"
Brown bees about the peach trees boom - Maurice Baring "Diffugere Nives, 1917"
Has robbed the spoil of Hybla's bees - Maurice Baring "Phedre"
Bees sheltered in the trees - Devan Barlow "A Moon Witch at the Party"
Heavy bees slow rounding the wet plum - Djuna Barnes "I'd Have You Think of Me"
Abundant with bees - Aliki Barnstone "Jack's Defeat Creek"
A sweet flower for the bee - Ardelia Maria Barton "We Know What the Harvest Will Be"
The calendar established by the bees - Terry Blackhawk "Diptych ii. Singing You Up"
Who in great zig-zag blows the bee - Edmund Blunden "April Byeway"
Still harkening to the bee - Edmund Blunden "The March Bee"
Listen to the earth beads in this abacus for bees - Catherine Bowman "Pears"
The bee among the heather bells - Emily Bronte "Song [The linnet in the rocky dells]"
Feeding the hungry beggar bees - Marie Hedderwick Browne "Bed-Time"
The brown bees reel with rapture - Marie Hedderwick Browne "In an Old Garden"
Interrupted murmur of the bee - William Cullen Bryant "Summer Wind"
I can't control the vanishing of bees - Regie Cabico "Morning After the Election"
The zigzag work of bees - Robin Chapman "The Door-to-Door Saleswoman"
And busy comedy of the citizen bees - Arthur Colton "The Roman Way"
Because we were the bones of bees - Susan Comninos "During COVID, She Dreams of Leaving a Masked Man"
And the mendicant bees that pass - George Cronyn "The Flower's Way"
while a bee dozes on the poppies - E. E. Cummings "Songs (II)"
The lost bee flies to die in golden broom - Danske Dandridge "A Question"
Wild bee hung in the hyacinth bell - Walter de la Mare "Alone"
At the hives of his tame bees - Walter de la Mare "The Honey Robbers"
Not even bees can eat hope - Asa Delaney "Colony Collapse Disorder"
And bees to entertain - Emily Dickinson "Book 1: Nature IX: The Grass"
That cannot cheat the bee - Emily Dickinson "Book 1: Nature XXVII: Indian Summer"
Chase like the June bee - Emily Dickinson "Book 2: Life III"
Does not concern the bee - Emily Dickinson "Pedigree"
I'll show you the bees, and the butterflies, too - "Dolly's Promenade" [Baby Chatterbox, 1880. On Project Gutenberg]
And the bees glittered for me - Marie-Ovide Dorceley "Sojourner"
Hushed are the monotones of doves and bees - Lord Alfred Douglas "Wine of Summer"
Buried blooms surprise the plunderer bee - Edward Dowden "From April to October: II. Two Infinities"
The Roman method for making bees - Carolina Ebeid "[You Ask Me to Talk About the Interior]"
Forgot to whisper your death to the bees - Ansel Elkins "Someone Forgot to Whisper Your Death to the Bees"
As bees suffocate in a jar - Martin Espada "How We Could Have Lived or Died This Way"
There to track the homeward bee - Ettrick Shepherd "A Boy's Song"
The bees take most of metaphor with them - RK Fauth "Playing with Bees"
Once smeared on the mandible of a bee - RK Fauth "Playing with Bees"
On the mandible of a bee - RK Fauth "Playing with the Bees"
Bees in the wind of the dawn - Michael Field "Paschal's Mass"
From the cups of poisoned bees - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Osten X"
The orchestra of bees in the grove - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Sixteen Shadows 7"
Bees wooed the white clusters of the hawthorn trees - Fanny Forrester "Spring in the Alley" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.21-v.I, 24 May 1884]
Bees and butterflies tasting the fruits - "The Fox and the Geese"
The roadside flowers, too wet for the bee - Robert Frost "A Line-storm Song"
Not all the homage of the bees - Philip Gerry "Monotony"
As the bee forsakes the lily - Robert Graves "The Dying Knight and the Fauns"
The breeze in the shape of bees - francine j. harris "they seem to gather in one park"
With the fastidious Bee compare - Oliver Herford "How the Lion Became King"
Of bees and beetles practicing some slight of wing - Conrad Hilberry "Radiation"
Only the wind that spoke of its bees - Jane Hirshfield "On the Fifth Day"
Kissing all the bees - Florence Hoatson "Blossoms"
The bees lag at the summoning brass - Leigh Hunt "The Grasshopper and the Cricket"
The last of the disappearing bees - Parneshia Jones "What Would Gwendolyn Brooks Do"
Distant from bees and flowers - Fady Joudah "Unacknowledged Pollinators"
Bees in the mouth - Fady Joudah "Unacknowledged Pollinators"
An angle of dead bees - Rodger Kamenetz "The Living Hive"
Spreads to the ears of the bee - Kaneko Misuzu "Dewdrop" transl. by Sally Ito and Michiko Tsuboi
My yellow gun still humming with golden bees - Raimo Kangasniemi "October 2026: The End of the Picnic"
Startles the wild bee from the fox-glove - John Keats "Sonnet VII [O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell]"
Later flowers for the bees - John Keats "To Autumn"
New bees explore new flowers - Helen Keller "The Song of the Stone Wall"
Where the summer bees feed in thyme and clover - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Like one who walketh in a plenteous land]"
The work-song of the early bees - Fanny Kemble "To the Spring"
Dead bees falling from your mouth - Vandana Khanna "Self-Portrait as a Girl Conceding"
Hide the broken halo of dead bees - Vandana Khanna "Self-Portrait as a Girl Conceding"
Even bees make holiday - Joyce Kilmer "For a Birthday"
Not even bees can eat hope - Leah Komar "Colony Collapse Disorder"
As if their souls were bees - Ted Kooser "The China Painters"
The brown bees murmur faint dreams - Archibald Lampman "April"
And bear no bloom for bees - Archibald Lampman "In October"
All the bees from the thyme - D.H. Lawrence "Meeting Among the Mountains"
The garnered spoil of bees - Emma Lazarus "The New Year"
As we pour honey, conjuring the invisible bees - Joseph O. Legaspi "Raspberries"
That recalls the soft murmur of bees - Henry S. Leigh "A Plain Answer (to a Civil Question)"
The feet of many bees - Rebecca Lindenberg "The Splendid Body"
There's a mainspring to the bee - Vachel Lindsay "Another Word on the Scientific Aspiration"
Accompanied by bees - Thomas Lux "Midmorning"
Sultry hum of hermit bees - George Martin "Marguerite"
As the joy of all the bees in June - John Masefield "King Cole"
The bees chose their flowers - George Meredith "The Day of the Daughter of Hades"
The glittering bee among them blithely winging - Nicholas Michell "The Oases of Libya" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.431, 3 April 1852]
Bees and blossoms speaking each to each - Adam Mickiewicz "The Ackerman Steppe" transl. by Edna Worthley Underwood
Bees are dreaming in a blossom's crown - Adam Mickiewicz "Alushta By Day" transl. by Edna Worthley Underwood
Dark hills whose heath-bloom feeds no bee - William Morris "I Know a Little Garden-Close"
Bees in a dried-out hive - Simone Muench "Wolf Centos"
The bee that every honey sips - Francis Neilson "The Keeper of the Kisses"
Among silver bees and symmetry - Pablo Neruda "Exile" transl. by Alastair Reid
The bee's essential defender - Pablo Neruda "Lautreamont Reconquered" transl. by Maria Jacketti
Dignity of bees for your hands - Pablo Neruda "Midday XXXIX" transl. by Stephen Tapscott
Arranged like a crystal bee - Pablo Neruda "Stones for Maria" transl. by Dennis Maloney
Whatever small light bees bestow on fallen leaves - Aimee Nezhukumatathil "Heliophilia"
Honey that the brown bees brew - Robert Nichols "A Faun's Holiday"
Crawling worm and robber bee - Sarah Noble-Ives "The Dragon-fly"
Instantly beautiful to the bees - Mary Oliver "Writing Poems"
Dreamed of quilts stuffed with bees - Kiki Petrosino "Confession"
Taking a horsewhip to a swarm of bees - Carl Phillips "On Being Asked to Be More Specific When It Comes to Longing"
To watch bees map a garden - Carl Phillips "Soft Western Light"
Holds shadows now where banded bees have been - Miriam Clark Potter "The Twilight Man"
My golden-belted bees - May Probyn "The Bees of Myddleton Manor"
Bees may drain a drop of hone - Kate Putnam "Excuse" [The Continental Monthly v.6 no.4, August 1864]
Where the bee enamored clings - Thomas Buchanan Read "The Light of Our Home" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
A chalice cup where no bee sips - Lola Ridge "A Worn Rose"
Moth and blossom, blade and bee - Charles George Douglas Roberts "Recessional"
The swift iron burning bee - Isaac Rosenberg "Dead Man's Dump"
Blind robbing the bees - Lauren Russell "Descent" [selection]
The twilight for the lone late bee - Clinton Scollard "Now's the Time o' Year"
They are furnished with bees - William Shenstone "The Shepherd's Home"
The bee can find no banquet there - Miss L. Virginia Smith "The Wasted Heart"
The bees have learned to embroider - Maggie Smith "Where Honey Comes From"
The sound of bees perforating the air - Maggie Smith "Where Honey Comes From"
A cloud of bees from the stone - Brian Sneeden "Memory is Blood Soluble"
A thousand bees in the backyard plum - Richard Solomon "The Great Masturbator"
Bees' quaint seduction of apple pie - Richard Solomon "Young Virgin Autosodomized by the Horns of Her Own Chastity"
Unstirred by the drone of the bee - Albert E. Stembridge "Serenade" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.18-v.I, 3 May 1884]
Black as bee stripes with honey in my eyes - Kelly Stewart "The Bandit King"
How he hides in the hexagons of bees - Susan Stewart "Let me tell you about my marvelous god"
Thoughts like bees in lavender - Muriel Stuart "Madala Goes by the Orphanage"
Radiate an amazing cloud of bees - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 33: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley
Armies of bees depart, dejected - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 84: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley
A swarm of restless baby bees - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 101: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley
The bees throughout - Edwin Torres "Terra Quad"
As bees drink the sweets from a cluster of flowers - H.T. Tuckerman "[You call us inconstant]" [Graham's Magazine v.XXI no.3, Sept. 1842]
How to build a case against the bees - Peter Twal "This Sunday in Ordinary Time"
And bring back the swarming bees - John Greenleaf Whittier (uncredited) "Cobbler Keezar's Vision" [The Atlantic Monthly v.07 no.40, Feb. 1861]
And hum with mediating bees - Richard Wilbur "Young Orchard"
Little gilt bees in amber drops - Elinor Wylie "The Fairy Goldsmith"
Your halo full of whirring bees - Cynthia Zarin "The Muse of History IV: At Home"
And all that bee-buzzed jazz - Barbara Crooker "This Summer Day"
Built a calcite beehive tomb - Eric Ekstrand "Family Solo"
Made a beehive from old letters - Stephen Kuusisto "Letter to Borges from London"
Chased by a beehive - Aimee Le "Inventory of a Year Before Debt"
Full of beehives like boulders - Taras Shevchenko "Naimechka or The Servant" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter
Heard her bee-hummed lullabies - Charles A. Gunnison "California"
From beelines to star routes - Elizabeth Bartlett "Landscape: With Bread"
A bumble-bee fumbling for a foothold - Sandra McPherson "Poppies"
Bumblebees buzzing inside a lotus - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 16: Krishna Growing Up" transl. by John Stratton Hawley
Honeybee.
Sonorous as the queen bee's fat hum - Yusef Komunyakaa "The Whistle"
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Weave the bees, stitch them to their honey - Ahmad Almallah "Some Verse for the Depressed Rebel"
Dells where the gold bee drones - Amber aka Martha Everts Holden "The Brook"
Ox shall waltz with bee - Amber aka Martha Everts Holden "Lines to My Love"
The amber dower of the building bee - "Anthology of Jugoslav Poetry LXXXVIII: A Soul's Sweetness" transl. by Robert Bulwer Lytton (Owen Meredith)
Heard bees buzzing inside their skulls - William Archila "The decade the country became known throughout the world"
Of million bees in old Lime-avenues - Martin Armstrong "Honey Harvest"
And hark, to the funeral dirge of the Bee - J.L.B. "The Butterfly's Funeral"
Brown bees about the peach trees boom - Maurice Baring "Diffugere Nives, 1917"
Has robbed the spoil of Hybla's bees - Maurice Baring "Phedre"
Bees sheltered in the trees - Devan Barlow "A Moon Witch at the Party"
Heavy bees slow rounding the wet plum - Djuna Barnes "I'd Have You Think of Me"
Abundant with bees - Aliki Barnstone "Jack's Defeat Creek"
A sweet flower for the bee - Ardelia Maria Barton "We Know What the Harvest Will Be"
The calendar established by the bees - Terry Blackhawk "Diptych ii. Singing You Up"
Who in great zig-zag blows the bee - Edmund Blunden "April Byeway"
Still harkening to the bee - Edmund Blunden "The March Bee"
Listen to the earth beads in this abacus for bees - Catherine Bowman "Pears"
The bee among the heather bells - Emily Bronte "Song [The linnet in the rocky dells]"
Feeding the hungry beggar bees - Marie Hedderwick Browne "Bed-Time"
The brown bees reel with rapture - Marie Hedderwick Browne "In an Old Garden"
Interrupted murmur of the bee - William Cullen Bryant "Summer Wind"
I can't control the vanishing of bees - Regie Cabico "Morning After the Election"
The zigzag work of bees - Robin Chapman "The Door-to-Door Saleswoman"
And busy comedy of the citizen bees - Arthur Colton "The Roman Way"
Because we were the bones of bees - Susan Comninos "During COVID, She Dreams of Leaving a Masked Man"
And the mendicant bees that pass - George Cronyn "The Flower's Way"
while a bee dozes on the poppies - E. E. Cummings "Songs (II)"
The lost bee flies to die in golden broom - Danske Dandridge "A Question"
Wild bee hung in the hyacinth bell - Walter de la Mare "Alone"
At the hives of his tame bees - Walter de la Mare "The Honey Robbers"
Not even bees can eat hope - Asa Delaney "Colony Collapse Disorder"
And bees to entertain - Emily Dickinson "Book 1: Nature IX: The Grass"
That cannot cheat the bee - Emily Dickinson "Book 1: Nature XXVII: Indian Summer"
Chase like the June bee - Emily Dickinson "Book 2: Life III"
Does not concern the bee - Emily Dickinson "Pedigree"
I'll show you the bees, and the butterflies, too - "Dolly's Promenade" [Baby Chatterbox, 1880. On Project Gutenberg]
And the bees glittered for me - Marie-Ovide Dorceley "Sojourner"
Hushed are the monotones of doves and bees - Lord Alfred Douglas "Wine of Summer"
Buried blooms surprise the plunderer bee - Edward Dowden "From April to October: II. Two Infinities"
The Roman method for making bees - Carolina Ebeid "[You Ask Me to Talk About the Interior]"
Forgot to whisper your death to the bees - Ansel Elkins "Someone Forgot to Whisper Your Death to the Bees"
As bees suffocate in a jar - Martin Espada "How We Could Have Lived or Died This Way"
There to track the homeward bee - Ettrick Shepherd "A Boy's Song"
The bees take most of metaphor with them - RK Fauth "Playing with Bees"
Once smeared on the mandible of a bee - RK Fauth "Playing with Bees"
On the mandible of a bee - RK Fauth "Playing with the Bees"
Bees in the wind of the dawn - Michael Field "Paschal's Mass"
From the cups of poisoned bees - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Osten X"
The orchestra of bees in the grove - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Sixteen Shadows 7"
Bees wooed the white clusters of the hawthorn trees - Fanny Forrester "Spring in the Alley" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.21-v.I, 24 May 1884]
Bees and butterflies tasting the fruits - "The Fox and the Geese"
The roadside flowers, too wet for the bee - Robert Frost "A Line-storm Song"
Not all the homage of the bees - Philip Gerry "Monotony"
As the bee forsakes the lily - Robert Graves "The Dying Knight and the Fauns"
The breeze in the shape of bees - francine j. harris "they seem to gather in one park"
With the fastidious Bee compare - Oliver Herford "How the Lion Became King"
Of bees and beetles practicing some slight of wing - Conrad Hilberry "Radiation"
Only the wind that spoke of its bees - Jane Hirshfield "On the Fifth Day"
Kissing all the bees - Florence Hoatson "Blossoms"
The bees lag at the summoning brass - Leigh Hunt "The Grasshopper and the Cricket"
The last of the disappearing bees - Parneshia Jones "What Would Gwendolyn Brooks Do"
Distant from bees and flowers - Fady Joudah "Unacknowledged Pollinators"
Bees in the mouth - Fady Joudah "Unacknowledged Pollinators"
An angle of dead bees - Rodger Kamenetz "The Living Hive"
Spreads to the ears of the bee - Kaneko Misuzu "Dewdrop" transl. by Sally Ito and Michiko Tsuboi
My yellow gun still humming with golden bees - Raimo Kangasniemi "October 2026: The End of the Picnic"
Startles the wild bee from the fox-glove - John Keats "Sonnet VII [O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell]"
Later flowers for the bees - John Keats "To Autumn"
New bees explore new flowers - Helen Keller "The Song of the Stone Wall"
Where the summer bees feed in thyme and clover - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Like one who walketh in a plenteous land]"
The work-song of the early bees - Fanny Kemble "To the Spring"
Dead bees falling from your mouth - Vandana Khanna "Self-Portrait as a Girl Conceding"
Hide the broken halo of dead bees - Vandana Khanna "Self-Portrait as a Girl Conceding"
Even bees make holiday - Joyce Kilmer "For a Birthday"
Not even bees can eat hope - Leah Komar "Colony Collapse Disorder"
As if their souls were bees - Ted Kooser "The China Painters"
The brown bees murmur faint dreams - Archibald Lampman "April"
And bear no bloom for bees - Archibald Lampman "In October"
All the bees from the thyme - D.H. Lawrence "Meeting Among the Mountains"
The garnered spoil of bees - Emma Lazarus "The New Year"
As we pour honey, conjuring the invisible bees - Joseph O. Legaspi "Raspberries"
That recalls the soft murmur of bees - Henry S. Leigh "A Plain Answer (to a Civil Question)"
The feet of many bees - Rebecca Lindenberg "The Splendid Body"
There's a mainspring to the bee - Vachel Lindsay "Another Word on the Scientific Aspiration"
Accompanied by bees - Thomas Lux "Midmorning"
Sultry hum of hermit bees - George Martin "Marguerite"
As the joy of all the bees in June - John Masefield "King Cole"
The bees chose their flowers - George Meredith "The Day of the Daughter of Hades"
The glittering bee among them blithely winging - Nicholas Michell "The Oases of Libya" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.431, 3 April 1852]
Bees and blossoms speaking each to each - Adam Mickiewicz "The Ackerman Steppe" transl. by Edna Worthley Underwood
Bees are dreaming in a blossom's crown - Adam Mickiewicz "Alushta By Day" transl. by Edna Worthley Underwood
Dark hills whose heath-bloom feeds no bee - William Morris "I Know a Little Garden-Close"
Bees in a dried-out hive - Simone Muench "Wolf Centos"
The bee that every honey sips - Francis Neilson "The Keeper of the Kisses"
Among silver bees and symmetry - Pablo Neruda "Exile" transl. by Alastair Reid
The bee's essential defender - Pablo Neruda "Lautreamont Reconquered" transl. by Maria Jacketti
Dignity of bees for your hands - Pablo Neruda "Midday XXXIX" transl. by Stephen Tapscott
Arranged like a crystal bee - Pablo Neruda "Stones for Maria" transl. by Dennis Maloney
Whatever small light bees bestow on fallen leaves - Aimee Nezhukumatathil "Heliophilia"
Honey that the brown bees brew - Robert Nichols "A Faun's Holiday"
Crawling worm and robber bee - Sarah Noble-Ives "The Dragon-fly"
Instantly beautiful to the bees - Mary Oliver "Writing Poems"
Dreamed of quilts stuffed with bees - Kiki Petrosino "Confession"
Taking a horsewhip to a swarm of bees - Carl Phillips "On Being Asked to Be More Specific When It Comes to Longing"
To watch bees map a garden - Carl Phillips "Soft Western Light"
Holds shadows now where banded bees have been - Miriam Clark Potter "The Twilight Man"
My golden-belted bees - May Probyn "The Bees of Myddleton Manor"
Bees may drain a drop of hone - Kate Putnam "Excuse" [The Continental Monthly v.6 no.4, August 1864]
Where the bee enamored clings - Thomas Buchanan Read "The Light of Our Home" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
A chalice cup where no bee sips - Lola Ridge "A Worn Rose"
Moth and blossom, blade and bee - Charles George Douglas Roberts "Recessional"
The swift iron burning bee - Isaac Rosenberg "Dead Man's Dump"
Blind robbing the bees - Lauren Russell "Descent" [selection]
The twilight for the lone late bee - Clinton Scollard "Now's the Time o' Year"
They are furnished with bees - William Shenstone "The Shepherd's Home"
The bee can find no banquet there - Miss L. Virginia Smith "The Wasted Heart"
The bees have learned to embroider - Maggie Smith "Where Honey Comes From"
The sound of bees perforating the air - Maggie Smith "Where Honey Comes From"
A cloud of bees from the stone - Brian Sneeden "Memory is Blood Soluble"
A thousand bees in the backyard plum - Richard Solomon "The Great Masturbator"
Bees' quaint seduction of apple pie - Richard Solomon "Young Virgin Autosodomized by the Horns of Her Own Chastity"
Unstirred by the drone of the bee - Albert E. Stembridge "Serenade" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.18-v.I, 3 May 1884]
Black as bee stripes with honey in my eyes - Kelly Stewart "The Bandit King"
How he hides in the hexagons of bees - Susan Stewart "Let me tell you about my marvelous god"
Thoughts like bees in lavender - Muriel Stuart "Madala Goes by the Orphanage"
Radiate an amazing cloud of bees - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 33: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley
Armies of bees depart, dejected - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 84: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley
A swarm of restless baby bees - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 101: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley
The bees throughout - Edwin Torres "Terra Quad"
As bees drink the sweets from a cluster of flowers - H.T. Tuckerman "[You call us inconstant]" [Graham's Magazine v.XXI no.3, Sept. 1842]
How to build a case against the bees - Peter Twal "This Sunday in Ordinary Time"
And bring back the swarming bees - John Greenleaf Whittier (uncredited) "Cobbler Keezar's Vision" [The Atlantic Monthly v.07 no.40, Feb. 1861]
And hum with mediating bees - Richard Wilbur "Young Orchard"
Little gilt bees in amber drops - Elinor Wylie "The Fairy Goldsmith"
Your halo full of whirring bees - Cynthia Zarin "The Muse of History IV: At Home"
And all that bee-buzzed jazz - Barbara Crooker "This Summer Day"
Built a calcite beehive tomb - Eric Ekstrand "Family Solo"
Made a beehive from old letters - Stephen Kuusisto "Letter to Borges from London"
Chased by a beehive - Aimee Le "Inventory of a Year Before Debt"
Full of beehives like boulders - Taras Shevchenko "Naimechka or The Servant" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter
Heard her bee-hummed lullabies - Charles A. Gunnison "California"
From beelines to star routes - Elizabeth Bartlett "Landscape: With Bread"
A bumble-bee fumbling for a foothold - Sandra McPherson "Poppies"
Bumblebees buzzing inside a lotus - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 16: Krishna Growing Up" transl. by John Stratton Hawley
Honeybee.
Sonorous as the queen bee's fat hum - Yusef Komunyakaa "The Whistle"
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Go to Potential Titles: Insects [category].
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