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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

~ Writing from the Edge of the Wild

Deborah J. Brasket, Author

Tag Archives: Nature

Wheeling Away on the Isle of Pines

March 24, 2013

Certain poems I return again and again to tap into a state of mind that I was experiencing while writing …

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Redwoods and Waterfalls – Julia Pfeiffer Burns State Park

March 3, 2013

One of my favorite places to visit is the Julia Pfeiffer Burns State Park in Big Sur, a two-hour drive …

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A Walk to the River

February 11, 2013

We walked to the river recently, my husband and I and our little dog Mitsy. A short hike down a canyon …

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A Frosty, Sunlit Morning Walk

January 7, 2013

Yesterday when I woke the frost was so heavy on the grassy meadow behind our house it looked like a …

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Endless Emerging Forms – Photos of Fog and Mist

December 12, 2012

I’ve long been drawn to photos of fog and mist.  Part of it is the feel for the ephemeral and …

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“A Scattering of Rocks” — Zen in the Garden of Eden

December 4, 2012

Sometimes there’s no other way to capture a moment–a way of seeing or being in the world–than through poetry. So …

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The Deer’s Scream, My Mother’s Eyes, and a Ripe Strawberry

November 8, 2012

The deer fleeing for its life turns to look at me with my mother’s eyes.  Dark fierce eyes, bitter-bright, locking …

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A Deer’s Scream – Beauty and Brutality at Home and in the Hills of Vietnam

October 30, 2012

The most horrifying sound I’ve ever heard came one night soon after we moved here.  A scream of pure terror …

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Touching the Wild

October 15, 2012

“The word wild is like a gray fox trotting off through the forest, ducking behind bushes, going in and out …

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Hot Hills in Summer Heat

September 17, 2012

“I watch them every summer, the hot hills crouched like a lion beside the road. I see the strength—tawny skin …

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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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