The Hive: A Parody
by Robbi Nester
I heard a Beehive in the wall
When I was trying to sleep—
Incessant Buzzing at all hours
Precluded counting Sheep.
My swollen eyes were red and sore—
The clock said 2 AM—
I wished the Sun would break his bonds—
Ushering Morning in.
I took a Hatchet from the hutch
and hefted it awhile.
Though it might make an awful Mess
I’d end this thing in style.
The first stroke broke the paper cells—
The second set them free—
And now I’m wrapped up in the rug
And cannot see to See.
Robbi Nester lives and does yoga in Southern California and blogs at Shadow Knows. She has a chapbook, Balance, forthcoming from White Violet Press with illustrations by Nina Canal. Her manuscript A Likely Story is currently in search of a publisher. Robbi writes, “I am very interested in parody in a theoretical way, and indeed a number of years ago wrote a dissertation about Nabokov, focusing on this very element of his work. I wanted to think about the nature of the relationship among texts in a parody and what they mean, as well as investigating other kinds of literary play.”
Well, that was unmistakable! Nice parody, Robbi.
You’ve nailed it Robbi! Punch in the gut good!
Thanks guys!
simply … brilliant!
Thanks Stuart.
Very impressive wit you display with this remarkable piece. I’m sure The Belle would fall into a fit of giggles – after she finished blushing, of course.
I’m sure she was a tougher chick than any of us would think! But thanks.
Obviously, considering the times she lived in – or should I say “Dwelt in”? By the way, I’m the meanest, toughest, rootin’-tootin’-est ol’ librarian you ever saw West of the Pecos myself. lol
That’s good to hear. Libraries need grit, if they are to survive.