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Michael Hawes
- Nov 26, 2023
- 4 min
A Texan Explains Nietzsche
Examining Nietzsche through mesquite smoke. Philosophically pulled- prose.
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Michael Hawes
- Nov 18, 2023
- 13 min
Last Of The Starched Khakis
How I learned to bridge the inter-generational empathy gap between co-workers in a variety of employment scenarios using Bobcat Logic.
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Michael Hawes
- Sep 4, 2023
- 1 min
Where Runs A Restless Sea
My blood sometimes whispers
the secrets of ancestral lands...
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Michael Hawes
- Mar 29, 2023
- 8 min
Alchemists
Meditation as alchemy as bonsai. The tree becoming the gardener. Reflections on Guided Meditations. (7)
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Michael Hawes
- Jul 29, 2022
- 4 min
Stories Told When No One Is Listening
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.
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Michael Hawes
- Apr 15, 2022
- 19 min
My Matriculation
Looking back at my schooling from Louisiana to Squamish.
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Michael Hawes
- Mar 17, 2022
- 13 min
Thunder At The Well
The superior man sets his life in order and examines himself. Using, understanding and benefitting from the I-Ching.
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Michael Hawes
- Mar 6, 2022
- 9 min
Dos Pajaros Tristes en Tarragona
A Spanish tale of two sad birds in Tarragona. An epic campsite, a mystery man, lime soap, a wedding band and Angel's Tits.
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Michael Hawes
- Dec 15, 2021
- 6 min
Between Two Swords
When you account for your ancestors, you are never alone. When you account for their foes, you need to watch your six.
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Michael Hawes
- Dec 7, 2021
- 24 min
Truck Stop
Word sketches written on paper place mats at a truck stop. -with a humble Irish tip of the hat to J. P. Donleavy
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Michael Hawes
- Nov 27, 2021
- 2 min
Two Fraser Canyon Poems
Two poems from 1976. Inspired by and dedicated to the Fraser Canyon and the spirit that moves throughout this region where I live.
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Michael Hawes
- Nov 7, 2021
- 10 min
Luck Has Nothing To Do With It
In which I learn of the purpose and fate of a poem I wrote twenty years before my retirement.
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