I am Hunter Hansen.

I invite you to read (and re-read) my work.
Forgive the idiosyncrasies within, but understanding is granted to those who look deeper.

It all becomes clear, eventually. Continue. Find it rewarding. I post very little of my entire body of work. What I do post is released for a reason. Trust me, I throw no intentionally lame poetry out there; give it all a few reads until it clicks. You will find it rewarding.

As for my biography: Like I mentioned before, I am Hunter Hansen.


Hunter Hansen Poems

Call It Black (But Let It Be True)

On a theme
And its variants... more »


Consider my surroundings; the snow-capped lava stones
Freckling the landscape pristine, a whited glassy sheen
Glistening with reflections on a sharpened sky of blue
And shimmering with frigid stillness, sunshine no warmth bears... more »

Sunken Graves

The wide road to the edge leads to a place no one wishes to find
And only one step leads to journeys of unfathomable lengths
All it takes is one spark to set a forest alight, one word to start a burning love... more »

Hunter Hansen Quotes

Comments about Hunter Hansen

knot Available 31 Oct 2004 01:29
Let me add to that... I get a lot of pieces (certain underlying clues) but to say all that! to say...what?
knot Available 30 Oct 2004 10:59
Quite the mind juggler you are... tossing and turning, tormenting to the very end. I unlike many, chose to read The First Day in it's entirety. Guess what... I get it! That only means one thing...I'm not crazy by myself! :)