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Haiku Sunday

4-8-18

Hawks cry from the blue

they carry grass to their nest

far off crows protest.

© Erik Hansen 2018

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“Cicadas” New Release Date

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!

E

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2nd Cover Mock-up

Here is the second tentative cover. I am leaning towards this one as it is a cleaner, more simplistic look.

Thoughts?

Feel free to visit my website via the link below where you can shop, read about upcoming projects & subscribe to my email list.

Thanks for visiting!

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Cover Test

Tentative cover for the soon to be released “Cicadas” (4/1/2018)

Thoughts?

Comments are appreciated!

Also, stop by my new website and feel free to subscribe to my email list. No junk just good stuff!

Here’s the link to my site:

https://erikhansen67.com

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Website Update

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!

Also feel free to sign-up for an email subscription and I promise not to bombard you with junk but only good stuff!

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“Cicadas” coming soon!

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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WIP excerpt: “The Archer”

With a loud snap, Jack stepped squarely on a dead branch just beneath the leaf litter.Tolan turned and spoke softly,

“Even the forest bison are quieter than you.”

Jack shrugged and waved a hand at an insect.

Tolan went on,

“If you wish to die today then continue without looking for where to put your feet first.”

Tolan waggled a long finger for emphasis,

“Walk as I do. Stop when I signal you to stop and move when I signal you to move.”

Jack nodded and leaned against a large red oak.

Tolan frowned.

“Did I say to lean against that tree?”

 “No.”

Tolan sighed.

“Surely the gods sent you as a test.”

© Erik Hansen 2017

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Four One

Once her hair hung down
her back
rich, shiny, black
Like a crows’ or Grackles’ feathers
Or piled up tight
in a bun
stuck with pins
you could barely see
Now age has cropped it
to a utilitarian length
silver white it shines
from between the flowers
she has painstakingly nurtured
in her gardens
like the full spring moon
high
in the daytime sky.

© Erik Hansen 2016

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Snow

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The snow falls and piles up
Shiny white dunes
Crawl their way
Across the narrow streets
To thaw and refreeze
Crust that cuts exposed skin
With the ease
Of an ulu
And when the sun finally shines
Upon the pale wastelands
It blinds us with its careless
Objectivity.

2/16/2015

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December

Willow branches encased
In delicate ice
Become numberless prisms
For the slow rising sun,
The coldest hour of the day
Becomes the brightest
And the Master’s designs
Are revealed
with painstaking patience
To those who would wake
To watch the advancing thaw
And wonder.

December 2014

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