Award-winning poet Nick Flynn takes readers into the dangerous and
irresistible center of the hive
I sit in a body & think of a body, I picture
Burnens' hands, my words
make them move. I say, plunge them into the hive,
& his hands go in.-from "Blind Huber"
Blindness does not deter François Huber-the eighteenth-century
beekeeper-in his quest to learn about bees through their behavior.
Through an odd, but productive arrangement, Huber's assistant Burnens
becomes his eyes, his narrator as he goes about his work. In Nick
Flynn's extraordinary new collection, Huber and Burnens speak and so do
the bees. The strongest virgin waits silently to kill the other virgins;
drones are "made of waiting"; the swarm attempts to protect the queen.
It is a cruel existence. Everyone sacrifices for the sweet honey, except
the human hand that harvests it all in a single afternoon.
Blind Huber is about the body, love, and devotion and also about the
limits of what can be known and what will forever be unknown. Nick
Flynn's bees and keepers-sometimes in a state of magnificent
pollen-drunk dizziness-view the world from a striking and daring
perspective.