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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

Tag Archives: Love

Dreaming Roses, Beauty Past Knowing

August 13, 2023

My roses are spent already this summer, and I miss them. Another summer not long ago I spend a day …

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Hot Hills in Summer Heat, A Poem

July 23, 2023

Hot Hills in Summer Heat I watch them every summer, the hot hills Crouched like a lion beside the road, …

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In Some Poetic Sense, Flowers Invented Love

May 28, 2023

Flowers are on my mind, after the super-bloom outing last month, after reading The Language of Flowers for book club, …

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Behind All Art is an Element of Desire—Adrienne Rich

May 8, 2023

Behind all art is an element of desire.Love of life, of existence, love ofanother human being, love ofhuman beings is …

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Growing Orbits of Love — From the Sensual to the Sacred in Prose & Poetry

March 29, 2023

He passed his fingertips over her skin almost without touching her, and experienced for the first time the miracle of …

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Little Red, Lust & Longing in Songs & Stories

March 23, 2023

My last post about the “Slant-wise & Slippery” retelling of Little Red Riding Hood reminded me of a fun and …

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A Mayan Myth of Love, Self-Sacrifice & the Creative Process

February 19, 2023

I mentioned in my last post that I wrote a myth about the creation of the isthmus that now comprises …

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Romancing Life in Art, Poetry & Music

February 17, 2022

I’ve been in a romantic mood lately. Both in the sensual and spiritual sense. This lust for life. This sense …

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Heat & Heart, A Valentine for Lovers

February 14, 2022

1. I crush her against me. I want to be part of her. Not just inside her but all around …

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“Isn’t It a Pity,” A Fitting Duet for MLK Day

January 17, 2022

If you’ve never heard Nina Simone’s version of George Harrison’s song “Isn’t it a Pity,” I can’t think of a …

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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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