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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

~ Writing from the Edge of the Wild

Deborah J. Brasket, Author

Tag Archives: sea

The Primordial Pleasure of Swimming

July 22, 2024

Now that the weather has warmed and heated our pool, Dale and I go swimming every afternoon. It’s not just …

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This Sea Within, Without – A Poem

March 13, 2022

I wrote this poem for a novel I’m writing about love and war in Central America. It’s written in the …

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Albert Ryder, A Wild Note of Longing

November 29, 2021

He’s considered by many the father of American modern art, and yet I’d never heard of him until visiting the …

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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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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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