Poem: ‘Diptych: Abscission and Marcescence’


Abscission

I preferred studying that the leaves do not fall within the fall;
they’re pushed. It captures the sensible and chilly aspect of nature,
and the human tendency to fall
for appearances, illusions.

When mild and warmth diminish,
a layer of cells begins to unfold the place the leaf stem
meets twig, comparable to cauterization.

The sleeping tree pitted by loss of life appears to the long run
with out a twinkle in his coronary heart.

Marcescence

All the pieces is generally gray,
sleep or waste away.

A number of brittle curls snag
to the bones of the willow – lifeless
however life doesn’t allow them to go,
as if their shreds
nonetheless one thing to provide.

They each appear deserted
and noble of their keep.

Edited by Dava Sobel