Bombus Lucorum’s Dramatic monologue or Persona Poem
( Her thoughts while being photographed in January at Finca Navasola, Sierra Aracena Spain)
You may well know me as just a mere bumbling bee
But I am more clever than you think.
My lineage is pre Linnaeus *and to our own kind
We keep ourselves. It’s only you who can confuse
And give us a Bombus Lucorum complex.
If you observe more carefully
And observe you must
Our whiter than white tails, our yellow bands.
But we are more deceptive than you think:
We will not help to pollinate
We merely take the nectar sweet
With proboscis purposefully evolved,
Or tongue for you non latinates,
Adapted slowly over time.
I fear I speak abruptly for your kind of kind.
My life is too worn out with weary work.
My genes do not give me the time
To rest inside a burrowed hole,
Like her, with constant demands for more and more.
Today you see us swinging from bright flowers;
The yellow sun was kind when first we left.
Our Lady Queen insistent on our following
The path of workers gone before.
We serve, we serve the future of our kind.
We work and work and have no time
Like you to stand and stare.
Why does the weather change like this?
The stem I have to cling to fast.
The wind is strong too strong too strong for us.
My sister worker in a gust falls into fallen leaves,
So wet with days of rain, her wings can’t fly,
Too weak with days without the chance of food.
The rain it comes with furious speed.
So wet, too wet on dripping leaves.
So near, so far from the desire to feed
On flowers few in this so cold a Spring.
Why did our Lady think this was the time to breed?
So warm it was and then the weeks of rain.
The wind now stronger I too fear I’ll fall
Be blown away far from the way back home.
I fear today we came too far
Too far.
I fear today we came too far.
*Linnaeus 1761
THANKS TO
- Wikipedia for so much information in one place on the White tailed Bumblebee https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White-tailed_bumblebee
- The Bumblebee Conservation Trust. And ideas to be BEE KIND
This was prompted by a prompt from Dverse Poets http://dversepoets.com/ on creating another Persona. This is a great poetry website to check out and follow links to some diverse poetry and blogs on Mr Linky.
At present this persona style is a particular challenge to me with a story I am writing about the wild. I am caught between wanting to keep the creatures wild and not really speaking but also with the need to create empathy for the struggles they have in our very current climate.
I hope the photos are of white tailed bumblebees. Please inform me if you think otherwise! The ones on the Christmas, Butchers Broom post were the slurred and blurred ones and I have been trying ever since. With my friend Madeleine’s Fuji camera she took one of the bumblebee on a fallen leaf. The other day when it was sunny in the morning I found two bumblebees on the yellow daisies. They were struggling as the wind was getting stronger and then it started to rain again. One fell somewhere. I put out some sugar water in case they needed more food. I wonder if they did get back to their hive. As there were two they were possibly the worker bees. A queen will usually emerge in early February and look for food and begin to build up reserves and to lay their female worker eggs. I wonder here if these bees have emerged earlier because of the warm weather in December. Nature is so incredibly complex and so well adapted over millennia. At present these bees have certain skills to help them survive but as the climate is less predictable and more extreme there may be more problems foe even the common species.
What a wonderful evocative poem, plus I have learnt lots too! This reminds me of a children’s book called the ‘Dwarfs of Nosegay’ which is as much about bees struggling over the winter as dwarfs!
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Sounds a fun story. Yes. Each time I find a creature I try to find out more! Such intricacies and complexities in the Natural World.
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Oh, I do hope that the bees find a way to survive. I liked the way you wrote in an interesting as well as informative way. Bees really have to be adaptable though, it seems, to survive the changes. And, as for your poem again, I hope they did NOT travel too far……
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Thanks and then I walked out today and saved one from drowning!
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Beautifully rendered! 🙂
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Thank you and in a week or so I will try and catch up with you on your weekly prompts.
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Such a hard working bee ~ This can also apply to the everyday man working and have to time to stand around ~
Thanks for joining us ~
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I did think of that first but the main worker bees are female, yet again! The males come later and just mate!
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Well I didn’t know that ~
Would also appreciate it if you can visit, read and comment on the poems of your fellow poets ~ Enjoy your week ~
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I’ve had a good look at this post now but will not be on much wifi for the following week. I enjoy so much of the poems written and have downloaded Sanaa’s. She has such a way with words.
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Grace, I find the blog spot hard to comment.I have but not sure if it really published.
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You did a lot of research and the narrative is very enjoyable. A cool piece you have here for us. Happy writing.
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Thanks but it is part of my project here to research the beasties and the flowers so it was also fun to turn it into a poem!
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I love the buzz and breeze of this fun take!
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Thanks it was very breezy when I saw them.
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Wow – I really enjoyed your perspective, especially the language used and its repeated structure – as a worker would do.
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Thank you, most of us have been workers too!
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Splendid blend of science and art–they really were meant for each other. And I will tell my hawk to leave your bumblebee alone. (I think he’s afraid of it, anyway).
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Maybe he is and it’s only beeeaters that eat bees! Thanks for reading and your comments.
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So much to draw from this.. actually a lot of a worker’s perspective in this. A hard life tor the bee.. but so enjoyable to have around you…
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Thanks I was going to make more of the worker part but it slipped away. There’s solidarity amongst bees!
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Weather of human..
what ease inside
all bundled
up.. cool
and warm..
outSide Real..
they will have
the final bees
say.. on the
eventual
meal
inside..:)
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Thanks, I hope the bees do have the final say!p
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Amen..:)
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Brava! A clever macrame of science, art and humour. Now if only you had a Fuji !
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Am thinking about it as my friend with the previous blog has one. But have some good close ups today of a bumblebee I rescued. It’s got to make another story but I need to crop them as I zoomed in a bit.
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I love your story of the worker bee. And I like that you did some research to make your poem authentic. I too am amazed at the adaptability of much of nature. Really enjoyed this, Georgina.
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Thanks you and it is one of my aims here at Navasola and for my blog so it was good to put it into a poem.
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Okay….I love this. And I needed to read your poem after just finishing reading about a Hitlerite after the fall of the infamous leader…hearing the “whisper” of tanks. So disturbing. Now, here I am hearing the whirring of wings and recognizing the never ending work of this creature. I especially love the ending lines! Such a great take on the prompt. Shall never look at bees in the same way again! 🙂 Well done.
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Thanks, it is amazing the variety of responses on Dverse for prompts!
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Now following your blog. Thanks for liking mine. Would you care to comment on the mass spraying from helicopters of malathion, a pesticide so strong I couldn’t mix it in the house? I got rid of mine and no longer use anything that might hurt my chickens.
I think it has had a significant effect on bees, fireflies, and other delights of nature. Recommend reading “Collapse” by Jared Diamond.
Savannah is an entomologist’s heaven. I am plagued but fascinated by the rich but beautiful markings on some of these critters.
Sincerely,
Dr. Kathorkian,
an alter ego of
katharineotto.wordpress.com
*independent country of one*
$world’s only free market capitalist$
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I’ll look into it. I am concerned about the British governments attitude to pesticides that have been banned in Europe. Fact is insects are needed in the ecosystem and there seems to possibly be a terrible decline of these and effects on other species.
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Strange. I thought the UK was anti all that. GM products certainly are, or were. Are you familiar with the ecologist magazine? I used to subscribe, but can get highlights online. It’s a British publication and does some fantastic research into ecological issues.
Kco
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Yes it is good but this current government has not responded well to green issues and seems to prefer being lobbied by powerful landowners and other bigger fish.
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Sharks, you mean. They are devouring each other in the blood bath that is the global economic (stock) crisis. Get out of the water if you want to feel safe. Selling stock and boycotting bad-guy products (and telling everybody what you’re doing and why) can be an effective strategy, as yet untested by the masses.
KO! Economic Hit Woman
an alter ego of
katharineotto.wordpress.com
*independent country of one*
$ world’s only free market capitalist $
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Perhaps not sharks as these animals are misunderstood! However, the name I could utter is very rude! What is good is that there seems to be a bit more general understanding of the way the current system is robbing the hard working majority. Good to get your comments as am in the middle if another storm on the Azores. Maybe not so far away!
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All animals are misunderstood, as you know. No animal has the capacity to abuse power like man does.
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Love it Georgina! Bees are greatly undervalued!
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And there are so many different types. Never fails to amaze me the diversity of species. Now in the Azores and the chaffinches are different as with many island species I guess they are inbred!
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Love it. Haven’t seen a Dramatic Dialogue (Browning) in such a long time. 🙂
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Thanks and I think I should try some sonnets a la Barratt Browning too!
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I just love your way with words and this poem. Bumble Bees are such busy workers from dawn to dusk. They are very welcome in my garden.
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Thank you for reading. I love the bumble bees too!
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