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.
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Origami Micro-chapbook |
Selected Poem(s) |
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Cover photo by Ken Brown
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AUSSIE FINCHESThis 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
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Neighborhood Life
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 |
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Cover Photo by Maureen Conley
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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 |
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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 |
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