
This poem explores the themes of mortality and the fleeting nature of life through the metaphor of a bee's brief existence. The speaker reflects on how the bee's life is marked by its busy activity, but ultimately ends in death. The poem suggests that human life is similarly short-lived and ephemeral, with our own activities and pursuits being mere distractions from the inevitability of death.
By Emily Dickinson · First published 1890 · Genre: Poetry, Nature, Symbolism · 129 words
Like trains of cars on tracks of plush / I hear the level bee: / A jar across the flowers goes, / Their velvet masonry
Withstands until the sweet assault / Their chivalry consumes, / While he, victorious, tilts away / To vanquish other blooms.
His feet are shod with gauze, / His helmet is of gold; / His breast, a single onyx / With chrysoprase, inlaid.
His labor is a chant, / His idleness a tune; / Oh, for a bee's experience / Of clovers and of noon!
The Bee is listed on Textopian as a poem by Emily Dickinson, dated 1890 CE.
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Poetry · Nature · Insect · Symbolism · Mortality · Life · Death · Existentialism · Philosophy · Imagery · Metaphor · Allegory