Harvest on the Day of the Dead

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	Forwarded this email? Subscribe here for more Welcome and welcome back. While I am creating I spend less time being grumpy. It’s a blessing that’s easy to accept. Even as I smash these words, I am simply happy to be here. Harvest on the Day of the Dead David L White Nov 3   READ IN APP   Harvest on the Day of the Dead Cloud sky rumbles with ‘book-title’ ideas that read like Nobody Wants Your Shit & We Need Your Art by Messie Condo and Amie McNee, respectively. Then, a reminder / invitation to open Wu Wei cracks the sky … electrifying everything. Thankfully the rain begins. Just right. … © David L White 11/2/25 Poem & Picture Window … P.S. The ‘rain that begins’ is a recognition of the bright morning out the window in the picture. Picture window. That rain grows my crops! P.S.S. The title of this piece is a stunt or body double. The real Title is out of town … electrifying everything. Take some time for your self. Perhaps a one-minute Joy Breath Meditation. Relax. (ha ha). Slow your breathing. Remember several moments of joy you have felt in your life until you can feel the joy as if it’s happening again in this very moment. Blessings to you! While there is a Pledge Your Support button below I’ll also happily accept a few dollars tossed into my guitar case on the corner. Check the link. Thanks for reading along. https://www.davidlwhite.org/p/contributions.html Pledge your support   Like Comment Restack   © 2025 David L White 548 Market Street PMB 72296, San Francisco, CA 94104 Unsubscribe

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Words of Praise

 I would like to donate these, mostly wrapped products, to dedicated teachers of foreign language, as it applies. Bookmarks . Postcards . French . German . Spanish

Praise on paper. It might be a little old school. 

It might be just what the doctor ordered.

Donate. Free. For you to give away. Don't be shy. They need to be shared.

Otherwise, I’d certainly be happy to accept a stipend.

I would prefer to make as few deliveries as possible, rather than get into individual runs.

Card Stock - 65# white. 

Bookmarks - 2”x7”

Postcards - 3.5”x5.5”

Free, personal delivery in Milwaukee County.

Limited other options: Contact David @ 414-282-7185

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Late August Poems

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	Forwarded this email? Subscribe here for more Five New Late August Poems David L White Aug 28   READ IN APP   Seems like I’ve been a little scritchy lately. Happy, too with some words and new art. Thanks for reading Radio Free David! Subscribe for free to receive new posts and support my work. Pledge your support …. A Gift Inscription I made this and left it here. For you. You can leave it here, move it, keep it, or give it away. No one needs to know. … (C) David L White Poem 8.26.25 … Stick Figure Ballet You drawing straight lines, between the stars in your personal sky. You connecting so many of the dots. You being amazed to discover animation as if you invented it. You look at you go now … (c) David L White Thursday 8.28.25 8:23 AM Poem … Engraving You may be surprised to decode the language indicated by the symbols you scratch deep in the cave of yourself. There is a river deep down. Find a comfortable spot. Listen to it. Watch. … © David L White Thursday 8.28.25 Poem … The One Path Way #1 The one way is how it turns out. It is what’s happening. It happens. The one way. Imagery is wonderful until it obstructs the way. Never mind imagination; the should, the can’t, the chants of I am or not am. What actually happens? That may simplify things and free up some being. Watch and see for your self. … © David L White 8.28.25 Poem … The One Path Way #2 Red lentils; a most forgiving palette. Imagination resembles an aromatic spice pack. That batch a combination of your own design, based on what’s available in the cupboard. And … reality … is still a pot of beans. You think you could do it otherwise. Maybe next time. Good luck. … © David L White 8.28.25 poem Thanks for reading Radio Free David! Subscribe for free to receive new posts and support my work. Pledge your support Thank you for visiting. Take some time for your self. Pledge your support   Like Comment Restack   © 2025 David L White 548 Market Street PMB 72296, San Francisco, CA 94104 Unsubscribe