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I wrote over 100 pages of poems during September 2016, poem after poem, day by day, an amazing, exhausting journey. One of those collections ( Harvest Moon) is also available here. The other ( Li Po-ems) will be soon. On the morning of September 24, I woke up after a fitful sleep with the first two poems in this series fully composed in my head, waiting there in the dark, thus the title. I have no idea how they got there like that. I just went downstairs and typed them up.

I wrote these poems during the five-day cycle of the "harvest moon," September 2016. I walked out into my front yard during its waxing phase, as I often do to view the full moon, which always comes up on that side of my house, because I find it so invigoratingly beautiful. It was such a clear night, the moon so big and bright, that it just kind of hijacked my head, which it held captive for the duration. I wrote this series of poems day by day, long, languorous, loopy poems, as you will see when you get to them, like nothing I've ever written before.

I'm writing this preface retrospectively, on New Year's Day, 2016, just before I open the folder that holds the files that my "book" will comprise, this series of personal essays I wrote during a one-month window this fall, thus the title, starting late October and running until late November.