Pearls of Pranic Poetry – Review

  Pearls of Pranic Poetry:     A full Academic Review of Scott Hastie’s latest collection by Nivedita Yohana   Prana is the Sanskrit word for “to breathe” or “life force” in Yoga, Oriental medicine, and Indian Philosophy. The term refers to a cosmic energy believed to emanate from the sun and connecting all the elements of the...

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Brand new collection: Pranic Poetry published

      Scott’s brand new poetry collection Pranic Poetry was published on the 31st March this year. And, for the very first time, both print paperback and e book versions were released simultaneously and Worldwide on the Amazon platform. Exciting...

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New Poem – I can still recall…

  I can still recall how It was the best feeling In the world, The first time You asked me how I was, As if it was the only thing That mattered to you.   And at last, Unfettered as we are, See how far We’ve come since.   Such again Is the promise Of tomorrow, If we can be Who we should be.   All we’ve since come To hold dear Adding real weight To...

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New artwork ‘Passions Burst’

  NEW ARTWORK: ‘Passions Burst’ After some delays in printing earlier in the year. At last – this, the fifth in a new series of high quality limited edition prints, all centred around images that have caught my eye when travelling is finally available! This particular image inspired by a video art installation hosted by the Hayward Gallery some...

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End of year report!

With a sometimes challenging 2019 drawing to a close, scotthastie.com continues to go from strength to strength. And is truly beginning to run away with itself… Now generating comfortably in excess of two million views every year! So thanks again to everyone around the world for their continued interest in my work. It is indeed, at the same time,  both nourishing...

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Merry Christmas…

The house at Waddesden, as it was this year. Seasons Greetings to you all… Photo courtesy of Christopher G – Laughing Boy himself…...

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New Poem – Like the curiously…

  Like the curiously Regal stance Of a proud young deer, Surveying The early morning mists, At any given moment I am an aggregate, The absolute sum of all That has gone before.   And even When I’m no more, I will remain still In every facet of place, Of presence, of purpose, Of breath And bare beings too, Any of which And each of whom, Would never have...

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Passions burst…

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