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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

Category Archives: music

Celebrating Poetry: Music of the Spheres

April 17, 2017

The first poem I shared on my new blog five years ago was scribbled in the starlight on a moonless …

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Music is More Feeling than Sound

May 7, 2016

From “Peter Quince at the Clavier” by Wallace Stevens. Just as my fingers on these keys Make music, so the …

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Learning to Play (Again)

March 24, 2016

I played piano as a girl and always regretted giving it up. Lately the thought that I may never play …

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After sailing around the world in a small boat for six years, I came to appreciate how tiny and insignificant we humans appear in our natural and untamed surroundings, living always on the edge of the wild, into which we are embedded even while being that thing which sets us apart. Now living again on the edge of the wild in a home that borders a nature preserve, I am re-exploring what it means to be human in a more than human world.

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