Poem: ‘Diptych: Abscission and Marcescence’

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Abscission

I favored studying that leaves do not fall in autumn;

they’re pushed. It captures nature’s chilly practicality,

and the human tendency to fall

for appearances, illusions.

When mild and heat dwindle,

a layer of cells begins to unfold the place leaf stalk

meets twig, like cauterization.

The death-pitted dormant tree appears to be like forward

with out a flicker in its heartwood.

Marcescence

Every part is generally grey,

sleeping or decayed.

Just a few brittle curls cling

to the willow’s bones—lifeless

however life will not let go of them,

as if their shreds

nonetheless have one thing to offer.

They appear each deserted

and noble of their outstaying.

Edited by Dava Sobel

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