Blinds

<p>Desireless. Formless. Empty. </p><p>These were the three intentions I had in mind when I sat down March of 2024 in the hopes of liking writing again. </p><p>I had slipped into the bad habit of expectation and perfection every time I tried to write prose but at a prompt from Beth Kempton's The Way of the Fearless Writer I decided to start that March--not with the current novel project--but with a haiku. </p><p>Three simple lines. Easy. With just one haiku the fire began to return poetry a welcome asylum from the meandering tyranny of prose. </p><p>This collection Blinds is the best of this poetry both haiku and freeform. It's been edited and critiqued since then of course but the essence remains the same--a series deeply connected to the moments in which each was written and which demonstrate deeper truths through every-day imagery. </p><p>I was pleasantly surprised with what beauty I was able to allow through me as I deliberately entered these three gates. It is my great pleasure to share this beauty with you now and to invite you to pass through these gates with me: Into a mindful space of desirelessness formlessness and emptiness; a space of peace and love; a space of joy. </p>