4-8-18
Hawks cry from the blue
they carry grass to their nest
far off crows protest.
© Erik Hansen 2018
4-8-18
Hawks cry from the blue
they carry grass to their nest
far off crows protest.
© Erik Hansen 2018
Filed under American, Contemporary, Creative Writing, Diversity, Edges, Literature, Poetry, Writing
Technical difficulties are forcing me to push the release date of “Cicadas”, my new collection of poetry, to next Friday, April 6th.
It will be available as an eBook from Amazon, Barnes & Noble, iBooks, Kobo and others while I will announce the paperback release in approximately a month from now.
Thank you for your patience and understanding!
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Here is the second tentative cover. I am leaning towards this one as it is a cleaner, more simplistic look.
Thoughts?
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Tentative cover for the soon to be released “Cicadas” (4/1/2018)
Thoughts?
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Hey all! It’s been a while I know; I’ve been super busy getting Cicadas ready and writing several short stories at the same time.
I did manage to get the new website up and running and you can find signed paperback copies of Compass there at a discount!
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I am a firm believer in the acquisition of empirical knowledge over propositional knowledge.
Real life over book learning.
This is not to say that learning from books has no value rather that it should be part of the whole learning and life experience.
For me to tell you that you can “only live your life but you can read someone else’s” is actually disingenuous. Case in point, anyone who read Frey’s “A Million Little Pieces” back when it came out in 2003, found out later that they had read a total lie.
To achieve what Kierkgaard referred to as Erfahrung, we need to get out and get face to face with the world around us, that, in order to understand the diverse and multi-faceted nature of the world, of humanity and of the human condition, we need to get out and meet it and talk to it, to recognize and immerse ourselves in the experiential nature of human epistemology. You simply can’t select a book by a “diverse” author and think you will comprehend their experience, their life.
You may acquire some insight by doing so, but to think you’ve found some sort of touchstone of diversity and, thereby an enlightened perspective is fantasy.
This is not to say I am discouraging people from reading as much as they can, on the contrary.
I think you should read as much as you can when you are not out exploring both near and far, meeting all the many people who may or may not look or think like you and having simple conversations.
E
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I’m pleased to let everyone know that I will be releasing a collection of new poems in April.
“Cicadas” will be available in Kindle and ebook versions first, paperbacks to follow as soon as I determine where my POD services will be.
Here is a rough of the potential cover, as always, thoughts and criticisms are welcome.
Thanks for showing up!
E
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In Flanders Fields
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place, and in the sky,
The larks, still bravely singing, fly,
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the dead; short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe!
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high!
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae
1915
when the clean-up leads
to brush burning
renewal and a fresh outlook
but it clings to your clothes
your hands and hair
you watch it trickle away
down the shower drain.
late at night dreams reveal
tall flames, fire licking
the ink black sky
while smoke stings the eyes
and obscures the countless stars.
© Erik Hansen 2017
Filed under Creative Writing, Edges, outdoors, Poetry, Writing