diff --git a/content/notes.md b/content/notes.md index 4ac6af4..9b97e65 100644 --- a/content/notes.md +++ b/content/notes.md @@ -447,8 +447,7 @@ Cf. Slow Hours: .dark-mode .bees tspan { fill: #eee; } - - bees - a poem by Slow Hours bees - a poem by Slow Hours bees are those who give us sweet in exchange for the names of the dead we whisper to their hives then wait a season for honey licking it from sticky fingers when we steal a taste is it any wonder then that honey can be so cloying we may marvel at how unbitter distilled names can be and still weep at parching-sweet memory Madison Rye Progress + bees - a poem by Slow Hours bees - a poem by Slow Hours bees are those who give us sweet in exchange for the names of the dead we whisper to their hives then wait a season for honey licking it from sticky fingers when we steal a taste is it any wonder then that honey can be so cloying we may marvel at how unbitter distilled names can be and still weep at parching-sweet memory Madison Rye Progress