Nola Perez Poet Elegy

Tous Le Changements

My friend in Vermont 
says she feels responsible 
for the lack of foliage: leaves 
so tardy to turn for the busloads 
of tourists who come for fall 
glory.  It's the same old story-- 
we take to ourselves Mother Nature's 
abstinence, which isn't hers, but 
ours, the fruits of emission, and those 
blindfolded to the scarlet and gold
in absentia from the trees. "Il tous le 
changements, il tous changements, 
il s'agrandit" offer the French, 
but not necessarily.  Then comes 
the freeze, and what doesn't 
alter: the triple digit heat 
you cannot beat.

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Joseph P. DiMino September 12, 2016 at 7:14 AM We really should be better stewards of the beauty God has entrusted to our care. Talking about heat! We shovel that, here in Phoenix, most of the year:) Rain is a glorious occasion when it's not accompanied by severe wind and dust.