The Honey`Man

Joan Miró

The honey`man
sits easily at his table
his hands illustrating his life
the long sinewy fingers
of healed scars

open to be read
by curious customers
the thick nails knife`carved
as clean as beeswax
tender & tough

and at his eyes
the crows`feet of age
tell of his hermit life apart
from all social chaos
a life in the sun

Watch the bees!
he says as I sit down
They’ll tell you if it’s time
to go or time to stay
Need any honey?

“The painting rises from the brushstrokes
as a poem rises from the words.

The meaning comes later.” ~ Joan Miró


About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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3 Responses to The Honey`Man

  1. a magnificent quotation with an equally impressive verse to match


  2. I miss you, Peter. I hope you will be back with your Psalm-poems and all the rest.


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