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Journal Prompt: Waxing Moon, Quarter Moon, September 23-29

Autumn is here. Season of storage and scurry. The trees let go and cast off into their winter sleep, hibernation we can’t comprehend. Insects keep up their last and latest choirings. In my own household, our duties our limited: we have five pumpkins to harvest before the frost comes.

So I have time to listen for the stirrings of smaller voices which went unheard, unheeded over the summer. Is it just the habit of a school calendar that makes us believe a new beginning to the year at this moment?

Autumn, season of multiple shades and reduced circumstance. Pick up your pen and begin again.

Journal prompts are written by poet and regular contributor Sarah Busse.