✨ We Find Honey Others Miss
reads the H&R Block sign ...
We Find Honey Others Miss
reads the H&R Block sign.
It’s April of course and I’m charmed
by this as I am by the scrawl of early lilacs
in the alley. Even when I realize
I’ve mistaken an M for an H, it’s a slip
neither Freud nor I mind, a mistake I’m
happy to have made.
Decades, really, of error and blunder
are how I’ve found honey
in the least likely places,
where bees had no business, and how,
eating it raw by the spoonful
or sucking it straight from the comb,
I’ve gone places I had no business going.
My dear
mistakes are how I found my life.
—Catherine Abbey Hodges
From In a Rind of Light, Stephen F. Austin State University Press, © 2020. Used by permission of the poet. Photo by micheile henderson, Creative Commons, via Unsplash.





Love this poem!
(And you picked a lovely photo to go with it. One of my favs this year.)