Monday, August 24, 2009

Pollen Shining Like Stars in the Night

Yesterday's and today's. I'm just going to play catch up for a while and get us up to where we ought to be. Tomorrow's the 25th and I've only got twenty two posted, counting these.


“Lookit all them bugs,” said Grigor, pointing to the pointing to a buzzing cloud near a sporadically-lit streetlights. He reached into his pockets for his tobacco pouch.

“Those ain’t just moths and such,” Grigor went on. “Those are glow-bees.”


“Ayuh. Just like reg’lar bees collect nectar to make honey, glow-bees is the ones that make the light and fills up the streetlights.”

“But what do they collect? And why?”

Grigor lit his hand-rolled. “One o’ life’s mysteries.” He flicked the match out into the night. Something intercepted it in midair. The tiny glow winked out.

Overhead, the light flared.


Loren Eaton said...

I really like this one. What a fascinating image.

Scattercat said...

The bees or the shimmering pollen?

I decided I'd try doing one of my "striking image and not much else" stories with a character to frame it. It worked better, but it was a lot harder to get the image described thoroughly within the demands of maintaining even the skeleton of a narrative.

Loren Eaton said...

The bees. Well, the whole set up, actually. There are such natural correspondences between honey/light and hive/lamp, but I'd never thought about them. Nicely done.