Emily wrote that
"Fame is a bee.
It has a song--
It has a sting--
Ah, too, it has
a wing."
Delightful, poignant. It occurred to me that fame might be defined using another entomological image, one that may be somewhat delightful, but probably not poignant:
Fame is a flea.
It has a poem--
It has a bite--
Ah, but, it has
no flight.