Nancy E. Brown, retired from 25 years in Alaska libraries, has been a reporter for The Nome Nugget, book reviewer for the Kenai Peninsula Clarion, freelance writer, storyteller, writer of haiku, and a lifelong fan of Dylan Thomas.
Her biggest fan, husband Ken, has kept a steady hand on the rudder for 42 years of marriage through rough waters and calm. They have a daughter Roda Motta, son-in-law Rick Motta, and three witty, musical granddaughters who also love to read and write poetry.
(Above Image: Nancy Brown as portrayed by her granddaughter, Sophia)
► Nancy's Origami micro-chapbooks & selected poems are available below.
Cover photo by Ken Brown
This tiny, indigenous species
was there in 1788
when soldiers and convicts
landed at Botany Bay—
building grass nests in trees
among the penal colonies.
Perhaps a convict stopped
to listen to their song,
like the fisherman
in Andersen’s ‘The Nightingale.’
Nancy E. Brown © 2013
Cover photo by Rocco Rainone
After a restless night, I walk into dawn.
Mute swans float beneath the lake mist.
The creek burbles under the road next
to the small cottage where Miss Lovelace—
her sister dead in a crash—
raised her orphaned niece and nephews
after rejecting her brothers’ solution,
“We can each raise one.”
Nancy E. Brown © 2012
Cover Photo by Maureen Conley
Tenakee Springs, Chichagof Island
Norwegian men—eyes glacial blue,
Blond hair burned white by sun,
Shoulders built to ship strength—
Sluiced and dredged Nome’s gold
Then wintered at these hot springs.
Nearby in wilderness coves stand raven,
Orca, eagle totems. In the strait a pod
Of orcas stampede seals to shore.
Rocks tumble in the crimson tide.
Nancy E. Brown © 2010
Home: Ohio, 1950 - I.
Cold well-water gulped from a gourd.
A dose of brown sugar and turpentine -
An old-time remedy
To keep away worms.
Cod liver oil from a cold metal spoon.
Buttermilk cornbread baked
In a cast-iron skillet.
Sun-warmed tomatoes and peppers,
White corn on the cob
Rolled in butter.
Pan fish fried on Fridays.
Nancy E. Brown © 2009