To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,—
One clover, and a bee,
And revery.
The revery alone will do
If bees are few.
--- Emily Dickinson
Came across this poem while working on some program notes.
Y'know, I don't agree with the second part,
but if there ain't no bee,
all's you've got is revery, I s'pose.
Not at all optimistic about the coming months.
Like water or weed, we will see what will be.
