Opening my crusty eyes I hear it over the soft bird tweeting, a definite buzz
I go get the rescue kit in case
My friend texts me from Ireland and asks what I am up to today
For now I am a wasp rescuer
Saving them as they get caught in the nets
Of my window and talking softly to them
Go lower to the open air and be free
If I could fly with them I would not hesitate or
waste precious buzz
Heaving proboscis slowly calming as they sense the breeze
Sometimes the wasp catcher is needed
An old Tate Modern paper cup and a postcard
To trap and then release
It is my freedom on wings
Sarah O'Mahoney is a bookseller, writer, daughter, sister. She tweets @goodbeingagirl.
