Cholla Sunset, Cholla Cactus Garden (Joshua Tree National Park), digital photograph
openness in my poetry, I would pray for a miracle—like desert rain. In the
Mojave, finishing my book felt a lot like falling in love. By practicing yoga, I
became emotionally open enough to cultivate a magnificent form of trust: I
trusted my poetry to respond to the land, and I trusted the land to help me
feel less afraid—afraid of abandonment, afraid of harm.
answers, kind answers, patient answers. Each answer made its way into
my poetry, my book.
This strong and resilient landscape has earned its shapes.
In yoga, you earn your shapes, or your asanas, by practicing steadily and
I trust the Mojave to help me because of its courageous history; its large, mindfully, by delving into your sequences with devotion. In art, you earn
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