Spindrift is an unpublished volume of poems, musings, and watercolors that Rex Brasher completed in 1935. He remembered his sea-faring days and wished to return to a carefree and exciting time. Clearly, the sea was one of the loves of his life. But most of all, he poured out his loneliness and his love for Marie. The book is a very personal and compelling picture of a man coming to terms with the death of the woman he loved.
I know when May bronzes our hills
And the Wood Thrush flutes
’Twill be your voice, recalling memories…
Of one thing be certain—Always
The Thrush’s silvery chime
Will speak to me—of you.
The RBA is privileged to have this unique and beautiful volume in its collection, and hopes to be able to share it more fully in the future.
I know a place where hemlock boughs
Bend low beneath the snow;
There gay hearted Chickadees
Flit softly to and fro.
In the evening’s fading light;
The snow for resting place,
Will I recall amid the hush
The memory of your face.
— Rex Brasher