It seems like a long time since I read your poetry. I like to syllables that flow into a climax.

It's really clear in the first stanza

cybernetic leaves —
and all the ways to leaven trees,
fermentation — of the skies
and all that soars and all that breathes

It's not just lines but they paint a picture. I can almost smell this cyb'netic organism. I'm you can get outside and I hope you will love the autumn.