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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

~ Writing on the Edge of the Wild

Deborah J. Brasket, Author

Tag Archives: Pablo Neruda

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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Neruda: Drunk With the Great Starry Void

March 8, 2021

One of my favorite poets, again, swept me off my feet, expressing the inexpressible with perfect eloquence. Poetry And it …

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Poetry: The Thing We Die for Lack Of

April 9, 2017

Paul Klee, Versunkene Landschaft, 1918 Wallace Stevens once famously said: “You can’t get the news from poems, but men die …

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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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