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Locality: Cicero, New York



Address: Swamps End 13039 Cicero, NY, US

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Hanson Arms East 10.05.2021

MoonDream Press wishes to announce that the AudioBook version of SHA'DAA PAWNS is now available and for sale on Audible! The amazing narrator is voice artist Natalie Beran and she has done an awesome job, folks! Listen to a Free Audio Sample (or outright order it) by clicking on the following url link:... https://www.amazon.com/ShaDaa-Pawns-dp-B08V//ref=mt_other

Hanson Arms East 02.05.2021

Review of Michael H. Hanson's poetry collection, ANDROID GIRL And Other Sentient Speculations! https://www.sfpoetry.com/sl/slreviews.html

Hanson Arms East 19.04.2021

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Hanson Arms East 31.03.2021

Winter Begins by Michael H. Hanson 2018 Winter begins I’m wont to say upon this wondrous winsome day... when Autumn’s whispers start to fade Hibernal ghosts both laugh and play. Winter is born and here to stay as hearth starts fiery ballet, hot cider and cocoa are served and glitter is put on display. Winter is shared with family indulging in life’s alchemy of common suffering and love granting the grandest amnesty. Winter’s decorative doorway opens a joyous passageway into our hearts deepest valley through forests of tranquility where souls may choose to leave, or stay. ***************** Painting by Amanda Clark http://www.amandaclarkartist.co.uk/ https://www.etsy.com/uk/shop/earthangelsarts https://www.facebook.com/xamandaclarkx

Hanson Arms East 19.03.2021

Thanksgiving by Michael H. Hanson 2016 Beyond a shadowy border, within the morn of autumn’s sleep,... by the grace of a silver star we are granted this moment’s peace. The rich bounty of family, a joyous kiss and happy hug, feasts of laughter and hominy and steins of kindred warmth and love. There is a kind, frank fellowship bestowed to the weary living; a humble plenty of kinship, the blessed gift of Thanksgiving. Yet save a wish for those unheard, unseen in box, shadow, doorway, those crushed by hopes that fate has spurred and hungry almost every day. ------- "Our Last Supper" -- painting by Iain Campbell https://www.idcampbell.com/about/