In 2023, I got the urge to write a Haiku.

And it’s strange what happens when empty lines of prose earn a place in your mind’s eye. Because then you start seeing potential poems everywhere.

In the sky. On the sidewalk. At the Subaru dealer.

And so I began writing them. Every day.

And I wrote about birds and love and letting go. Wildflowers, waking up, twin flames, piano music, 38 Special, and plenty more.

Then I turned it into a book. Like a serious coffee table book with a hard spine and a photo or illustration for every single poem.

I publish them sometimes on my Substack, Permission Slips for Life.

But they are best received page by page.

Contact me if you’d like to buy 100 Days of Haiku.

Less should, more shine, Love,

Andrea