Bees, by Matthew Dao

Text by Lissy Meyerowitz it’s the time of year when the golden rod leans for it is so heavy with pollen begging to be carried on the legs of the bees who have long since gone and forgotten but come back they will, reborn again to fill the hive with life and buzzing warm again, they sunbathe their wings, tiny bodies yellow and black and fuzzing Audrey Franssen Keenan, mezzo-soprano Matthew Dao, piano Collin Parker-Szekely, cello Performed at The Glenn Gould School Contemporary Music Collective Showcase