Bug Hotel
A poem by Naomi Shihab Nye
Photo by Michael Nye
"We're in the middle of an insect apocalypse."
—bird expert
Once a set of words seizes you
Find the tiny room to live in
Return there every hour
Check on your roommates
The wasp
The moth
The ladybug
The dragonfly
Who has a suitcase
Blessed bumblebee
Who snores
Weary ant
Who needs room service
Firefly
We have not loved you enough
Precious denominators
Essential elements
Of a whole gorgeous meadow
A park
A desert
Royal families of the air & ground
Stay here
Stick around
All the keys
Are on your ring