Nick Flynn

Blind Huber

An eye considers an eye, one divides

the other, above & beneath

the device. Microscopic, many

eyes, a globe staring in ten thousand

latitudes, sphere bedizened with

sight. The bee does not see

what we see, their spectrum is beyond us—

Proof? Place any blossom under

an ultraviolet lamp—each petal is

tattooed, landing stripes aiming to the stamen of

each. They guide &

call. They want the bees inside them.