Why Perfectly Green Leaves Change Color and Fall

Like women, so autumn
is God’s second thought.
Subtracting one rib to fill
a more perfect world,
she gambled on the absence
of green, a bare branch her proof
that empty is only one way of seeing.

This pain, she would say, is no more
than a path, the fallen leaves a language
for loss, your ache my promise
to give back green.

—Julie Damerell, Rochester NY