Jarring Honey

…

Decanting from bucket to pot,
jug to jar, air bubbles suspend
themselves in galaxies:

sucrose solar systems, each
glinting orb a perfect
pearl reflecting light.

The little giants are first
to rise, stately as moons,
toward the surface. They

catch and form a necklace
at the throat, or continue
upward, quickening in that

last few millimeters to bob
in silence on the top, collect
in planetary clusters,

molecular models. Super-
novas erupting in their own
sweet time. Later, a day

or more, even the tiniest
have risen. Some will remain
like distant nebulas, faint

milty pockets of deep space
abuzz with stars humming
with some new kind of being.

– Nick Norwood