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  2. Grab every rainbow by its tail if you find it
    at some foothill, wag it before it waggles you.

    A parable for our times: Good guys finish last.
    Is it a paradigm for what it takes to be here?

    But consider these slumbering aster petals,
    warding the jilted honeybee, saving nectar.

    Had they laid bare what the gleaner bee
    was busy about, would they not be violated?

    Spared from what flowers in the field befall
    in this scheme of give-and-take, the asters

    are caught unawares by a squat native bee,
    peon-like, barrels through, and pushes in.

    Their petals askew, how would they have
    seen this indelicate intrusion of someone

    who has no time to spare for a flirting dance
    with the windswept blossoms waiting there?

    O, but how much gentler a garden would be,
    if honeybees hovered and hummed to rouse

    shuttered asters, lending grace to a tedious
    game where they must yield to bumblebees.

    — Albert B. Casuga
    09-14-11


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