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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

Tag Archives: Mary Oliver

Meeting Death Full of Curiosity: Three Poems

December 7, 2025

Our lives are full of curious and mysterious things, and I’m quite certain what came before our birth and after …

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A Poet & Artist, Making the Unknown Known

August 17, 2025

What precipitates the creative process? For poet Mary Oliver, it’s the need to step over “the edge” into something vague …

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Summering Upstream with Mary Oliver

August 8, 2023

Slowly this summer I’ve been reading and savoring Mary Oliver’s book of essays Upstream while sitting on my patio sipping …

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A Friend Meets Death, Full of Curiosity

June 18, 2023

Our lives are full of curious and mysterious things, and I’m quite certain what came before our birth and after …

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Beauty the Brave, the Exemplary, Bursting Open

July 24, 2022

What is it about the fragile, fleeting, and flagrant beauty of flowers that can so break a heart? I wrote …

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Grieving for America, and Getting Past It

September 27, 2020

I found this quote by Mary Oliver in a recent blog post and it struck a chord. Ah, world, what …

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Finding Our Place in the Family of Things

November 18, 2019

I often turn to the poetry of Mary Oliver when seeking solace, when trying to negotiate a path through the …

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Mary Oliver, Washed in Light

January 20, 2019

One of my favorite poets, Mary Oliver, died last week. I do not have the words to tell you how …

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A Poet & an Artist on Making the Unknown Known

January 30, 2017

I came across two quotations about the creative process recently and found such striking similarities I had to explore them …

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Happiness Like Holiness

December 4, 2014

I’ve been ill–nothing serious–but lying in bed day after day, even surrounded by good books, tends toward melancholy. Reading Mary …

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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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