Richard White's Poetry

NaPoWriMo Day 23 – The Art of a Villanelle

What’s so good about Thursday? Well—during Na/GloPoWriMo, it’s another reason to write. ✍️🍂🔥 Day 23 brings us into the world of form with the villanelle—a structure built on repetition, rhythm, and restraint. Inspired by Kiki Petrosino’s “Nursery,” today’s challenge is to create something that echoes …

Where the Wind Keeps What We Lose

It’s a measure of time. A quiet ritual. A way to sit with what lingers when the day has burned itself down to embers. Whiskey and the Autumn Wind—is meant to settle in the chest like a slow warmth, something that doesn’t ask for attention, …

When a Review Becomes a Fireside Conversation 🍂🥃

Some books ask to be finished. Others ask to be savored. Whiskey and the Autumn Wind belongs to the latter—a collection meant for slow evenings, low light, and a glass poured with intention. When a reader described the poems as something to be “sipped like a fine bourbon by a crackling fireplace,” they captured the spirit of the book perfectly. This is poetry that lingers, that speaks softly, and that stays with you long after the final page.

Whiskey and the Winter Wind: A Slow Return to Self

There was a time when the wind was kinder. Whiskey and the Autumn Wind was written in that in-between season—when the air still carried warmth, when loss felt survivable, when reflection arrived with falling leaves instead of ice. Those poems lingered in amber light and …