Artemisia

Examining Nietzsche through mesquite smoke. Philosophically pulled- prose.

My blood sometimes whispers the secrets of ancestral lands...

A tribute to poetry, a most human art and a long time love of mine. With links to the audio version of my earlier poems.

A poem dedicated to all women.

Word sketches written on paper place mats at a truck stop. -with a humble Irish tip of the hat to J. P. Donleavy

A poem dedicated to my grand-daughter, Madison Hawes.

Two poems that are looking into our eyes.

Two poems from 1976. Inspired by and dedicated to the Fraser Canyon and the spirit that moves throughout this region where I live.

Two poems I wrote to honour my second wife, Mei San, the mother of my first-born son.

An autist looks at love. Poem by Michael Hawes.