It’s all yours now.
A journey of love, suffering, and endless transformation.
Click the cover to purchase my new book, A Boat for the Sinking, today!
With love,
Brandon
A Boat for the Sinking – Available Now!
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A Boat for the Sinking – March 21st!
My lovely wife, Kenzie, snapped this photo as she has for my previous titles, featuring our precious girls and my latest offering.
None of them know how much it all means to me.
Tuesday can’t come soon enough.
-Brandon
Book 3 Coming March 21st!
Friends,
I’m excited to announce that my third poetry collection, A Boat for the Sinking will be released on March 21st!
This work is a dedication to love, suffering, to endless transformation and I’m so happy to share it with you. As always, I’ve done my very best to make room for you within these pages.
My love to you all,
Brandon
My 36th Birthday
I’m 36 today and beyond grateful.
My 35th year was the beginning of a significant shift in my life physically, mentally, and spiritually. I’m committed to the work of aligning myself with my highest good.
My third book is coming this Spring, and I’m excited to share it with you all. Already I can sense things beginning to bubble up in my mind, what’s likely to be the beginning of book 4, but that’s for another day.
I’m surrounded by so much love, and my wonder remains intact and sparking; no man luckier than I.
Their Eyes Beyond – A Poem by Brandon White
Their Eyes Beyond
I drive myself crazy
imagining ways
to pierce the veil
How the mind might
be used to fold and tear
the fabric of perception
that one might peek through
to the world beyond
the wool
Consider our limitations,
how few colors and frequencies
the mind can endure
Dare we open our arms
to what we can
only hope to comprehend?
To that which is,
has been,
and will be?
Before you, before I,
known before
we knew
Before the first pair of eyes
set skyward,
before a mind wondered;
What waits for us there?
Or, perhaps more
importantly,
who?
-Brandon White
Book 3 – Spring 2023
While watching ink dry on the contract for my third collection of poems, I realized how much life fits into these pages. It feels much longer than it’s been since my last offering.
I’m grateful to my publisher, @tara_caribou, for her continued support, guidance, and honesty. There’s no better feeling than knowing those you collaborate with want what’s best for you and your work.
I’m also grateful to those of you who continue to support my endeavors. Your kind words, encouragement, and inspiration are a gift.
There’s much work to be done, but this feels like a moment worth remembering.
Signed, Sealed, Delivered.
Book 3 – Spring 2023.
-Brandon
Book 3 – Coming Soon!
Hello Friends,
I’ve officially handed in the manuscript for Book 3.
There’s still work to be done, but I’m thrilled to officially be on the road to release and anxious to share the work with you.
Keep an eye on this space. I’ll be switching up my efforts to spread the word and giving sneak peeks and updates as they become available.
Talk soon.
Love,
Brandon
Real Big American Zen – Update – Poetry
Hello Friends,
I wanted to take a moment to talk about this book as I haven’t nearly enough.
As I wrote the poems that would become Real Big American Zen, I knew the book would be a tough sell. The idea for the cover featuring my masked face would rub some the wrong way; the title would cause some to assume (wrongly) that the writing would lean to one side of the political aisle or the other, and it would stand as a reminder of a year that most of us would rather forget.
I also felt in my bones that it would be, in some way, disingenuous for me to try and steer the work in a different direction; This was the world I was inhabiting; these were the decisions my family and I faced; this was the feeling of my country and the world teetering on the edge of the unknown and unthinkable.
Fast forward to May of this year, my publisher and I are putting the final product together; we’ve managed to incorporate some of my artwork and photography into the book, and though I’m thrilled with our work, I’d come to realize that significant change was needed in my personal life.
In the two years since my father had passed, I hadn’t been treating myself very well. My mental and physical health had gotten away from me, and I was relying heavily on alcohol to suppress the sadness and rage I felt inside. I knew that significant changes were needed, and there was no time to waste.
Now here we are in late September, and I’m proud to say that I feel I’ve regained some control. I feel happier and healthier than I have in years, and though I’m still learning how to steer my creativity with a clear mind, I know the next chapter will be an exciting one.
One of the casualties of these changes was the promotional efforts for Real Big American Zen. I’m going to attempt righting the ship and shining whatever light I can on this collection of poetry, of which I’m still so proud. In the coming days and weeks, I’ll be sharing pieces from the book, perhaps some readings, as well as my Recent Abstractions series.
If you haven’t purchased a copy, I hope you’ll consider doing so. If you’ve bought and read the book, I hope you’ll consider leaving reviews at Amazon and Goodreads or anywhere else you like.
-Brandon
Real Big American Zen – Available Now!
Hello Friends,
Today marks the release of my second collection of poetry, Real Big American Zen, and I wanted to share some thoughts and this sweet picture of my beautiful girls captured by their Momma, Kenzie White.
Sending this collection into the world feels almost cathartic. When I reflect on the impossibly long year that inspired the pieces, my mind immediately snaps back to the uncertainty, the empty store shelves, how my children kept me anchored and focused.
I never set out to write a collection of poems about the headlines of 2020. Still, I was interested in capturing a snapshot of being a parent, a partner, a citizen hoping that the chance of a peaceful life had not vanished.
I hope these pages, these poems, serve you in whatever capacity you need. They’re yours now. Pain, humor, reflection, uncertainty, it’s all there – patting the empty seat and looking at you.
Love,
Brandon
Repetition – A Poem by Brandon White
Hello friends! I’ve got for you today, a new free verse poem, fresh from the mind to the screen. I hope you enjoy it!
Repetition:
Choke on thoughts of hands
and flesh
and know that I have come to despise
these cheap displays of passion.
On the endless backroad
of my numbered days
I speed screaming into the mouth
of the beast that swallows my years.
Every wrong turn
remembered.
I feel I've been
robbed.
-Brandon White
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