During the first days of autumn
a black bear took apart my beehive.
I didn’t see the bear coming
just the trail of destruction it left.
There was the broken fence
and turned over supers
with all of the frames pulled out,
damaged,
partially consumed
and strewn about.
The bear didn’t think
about the society within,
the perfec…
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