From the collection published in 2021, The Immediate and No Sooner.
339.
as if the pink
interrupted the empty
far more than standing on glass
in the strayed daylight
8/19/20
340.
so many people in town need sleep
talk about sleep
would do anything for sleep
couldn’t sleep
8/19/20
341.
the ghost of patterns
the echo of what was
the season for change
8/19/20
Claudia McGill Writes Poetry, Did You Know That? 
I certainly identify with 340. (K)
Thank you, I am a good sleeper, and I feel really fortunate because I know so many have problems with it.
I know the windows of all my neighbors who are up at night.
All of these speak to me of my hometown…
That is interesting. I would like to know why, what you said is intriguing.
I like that idea of seasonal changes involving the ghosts of the past seasons. It captures that in-between moment where the season is shifting. As an insomniac, the middle poem spoke to me and the way in which my worries and thoughts about sleep end up making the situation worse.