Why is this October almost over?
I’ve just begun to sink into this falling
month, when sunset comes with dinner,
when the moon beckons us to look up
and look far, when the wind
turns in from the north, whispers stories
through leaves, when life is supposed
to slow, allow us to gather up parts
of ourselves we’ve lost during the fast
paces of August and September.
I haven’t finished piecing myself back
to the whole needed before forming
my resolutions for the coming year,
a new that startles us soon after
the Christmas lights go out.
—C.L. Fisher, October 2020
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