I was thinking of the blue wasp

Darling, I was thinking of the wasp

who seals her babies in a cone of spit

and mud. She carries earth within her jaws

and uses mandible and tongue to make the crib.

After this she plants a spider live,

deep inside the nest to make a feast

for eggs that hatch upon the spider’s hide—

those lapis larvae from their crystal seeds.

I think: what food do we keep for our children?

are we not wasp and spider and their home?

I hope they eat the food that’s given, hope

their new and brilliant bodies break us open.