the rapture is already right in front of you
I’m still trying to understand why this poem moves me so much, and thought maybe you can help. And What …
Author Archives: Deborah J. Brasket
Hilma af Klint: A Spiritual Perspective
The abstract artwork of Hilma af Klint (1862-1944) predated that of Kandinsky, Klee, and Mondrian, and so some say that …
Like Flowers Falling Everywhere: A Poem
Everywhere I look I see you, I see us. This fragile hand, this blue pen, this yellow pad. These fingers …
Moving From Hope and Faith to Trust
I’ve discovered for myself that hope and faith are feeble things compared with trust. Hope is a kind of yearning …
Franz Wright: Like Touching a Bird’s Exposed Heart
Reading this poem on Vale of Soul-Making struck me to the core, it is so exquisite. That mingling of the …
Neruda: Drunk With the Great Starry Void
One of my favorite poets, again, swept me off my feet, expressing the inexpressible with perfect eloquence. Poetry And it …
A Magical Day at San Simeon Bay
Dale and I spent a magical day recently at San Simeon Bay along Highway 1, just below Hearst Castle on …
A Trip Through Time and Space with Pauline Anna Strom
She calls herself a “musical consort to time.” She once wrote: “I endeavor, through music, to delve into all time …
Will Salmon Swim Upstream Through City Streets?
Once Upon a Time, A Poem In an eon, will Trumpism portend another Troy, a Trojan horse whose armies eviscerated …
Strange Dreams, A Poem
Strange Dreams You stood there heating your backside by the fireplace, I sat in bed telling you how real my …
