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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

Tag Archives: poetry

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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Spinning Tales, It’s in our Bones

December 27, 2021

Story-telling is in our bones. It rises through us like sap through roots and leaves into the air. It began …

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Poetry Making and the Art of Awe

December 12, 2021

I’ve been working on a poem I began here on this blog. It is a process, a gentle undoing and …

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Field Notes From Within, Take Two

November 15, 2021

I’ve revised the poem I posted yesterday. I think this version better captures the heart of it. Let me know …

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Dervishes of Devotion, A Poem

November 14, 2021

Field Notes from Within My heart is a staunch defender of allI am, beating with relentless passionthe wherewithal of my …

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Wet, Raw, Unfinished

October 28, 2021

Instructions for the Journey The self you leave behindis only a skin you have outgrown.Don’t grieve for it.Look to the …

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Brimless Being, A Poem

October 10, 2021

Brimless Being Sharp edges, sharp endings, thingsthat shatter like teacups on tiled floors,hurt feelings, resentments, things thatbind like too-tight shoes. …

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The Joy of Sailing in Song, Poetry & Art

August 8, 2021

I came across this much beloved sailing poem recently, which captures so beautifully and vividly my own exuberant experiences at …

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Poem: A Prodigal Turns Prophet

July 11, 2021

Three summers I spent by the river in the heat of a homeless camp. (Having left my father’s home, which …

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Three by Langston Hughs on Juneteenth

June 19, 2021

The Negro Speaks of Rivers I’ve known rivers:I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of …

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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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