Sunleaves
harvesting, the huntingmoons
struck lore of ill
and reached for brittle-leaves;
curl dry, narrow and spilt
marrow: birds, hallowed
bonefrosting
longer, longer
the deepnight sits on the leaves
confides in their ashen,
halted chloroplasts sun
thirsting and witheraway leaves
break down their fill
stare at a lone
rising star
they are caught up in dying;
anthocyanin burst as
greenpulp fades, and the care-
otenoids tend these agingwisps,
steady firegold revealed
in soft stormspots caressing,
lingers on lovingly,
the weakengrasps
of hard fallen sunleaves
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Meghan Barrett is a senior biology and English (creative writing) double major at SUNY Geneseo. She hopes to attend graduate school in the fall of 2016 to earn her Ph.D, likely in neurobiology. Meghan is fascinated by the interplay of science and creative works, which has inspired much of her poetry. Her honors thesis is a project on scientific rhetoric in drama.