The Bee

Like trains of cars on tracks of plush

I hear the level bee:

A jar across the flowers goes,

Their velvet masonry

Withstands until the sweet assault

Their chivalry consumes,

While he, victorious, tilts away

To vanquish other blooms.

His feet are shod with gauze,

His helmet is of gold;

His breast, a single onyx

With chrysoprase, inlaid.

His labor is a chant,

His idleness a tune;

Oh, for a bee's experience

Of clovers and of noon!

- Emily Dickinson  

Reflection: In this poem Emily Dickinson refers to the bee as something of high power and royalty.  She enjoys nature and always adds some kind of nature reference to her poems.  Because she was always in her garden or looking out her window, she observed many of these qualities.  She also explains the characteristics about the bee in this poem. For an example she explains head of the bee is of a gold color and his breast of a single onyx.  Dickinson loves the outdoors and shows it through all of the different poems she has written.