Bees are drawn to the
Center of things
It is Nature’s way
To bring them in close to her
Body
And hold them there
Humming in place.
What was it about the dust
That carved its way into my heart
That spoke the unspeakable words
Of the night
Endless tears that cause the air to stop
That break the stones
That whisper your name
I choose the afternoon
we stood on the bridge
and dropped the leaves in the water
and the people who lived there beneath the bridge
lived in cardboard boxes
and lay on the stones there by the water
and the stones were red and warm
Devreaux Baker has been awarded a McDowell Creative Writing Fellowship, A Hawthornden Castle International Writers Fellowship, and received three California Arts Council Awards for her Public Radio rogram, "Voyagers: Orginal Writing For The Radio". Her poetry and prose has been widely published in both national and international journals and anthologies including, The American Voice, A Paris Review and The Reater From Scotland.