November’s Petitioner

Roughly 45 minutes from first draft to the final poem.

First draft was roughly half the finished length. Initial idea was to write up a poem which personifies the months of the year as some kind of deity (not far from reality, now that I think about it), with a non-descript petitioner seeking to make it through November’s 30 days as October ends and the harsh bite of the darker months start to nip on those that must live through them.

They seek refuge in the autumnal mildness of November, pleading that the month provides them with gentle and merciful conditions, acting as their final moments of preparation before November releases them into December’s unyielding and cruel Winter.