Wasp

[cswallow]

This morning it is not light but sound that heaves me into wakefulness, a hymenopteric thrum that goes on, desolate and uneven, until I lever myself out of bed and go see the fuss. Shock sharpens me. Stuck between my curtain and the windows is a wasp of Paleozoic proportion, her palm-length bulk rising again and again as her head mows the glass and

Comments

wonderful!

[anonymous]

What a great description, Jennifer. We had a wasp building a nest just outside our front door and I felt equally torn--part of me wanted to oust the nest and part of me wanted to watch in fascination.