“UNflawless: Facetiously Imperfect” poetry by John A. Graser

Raw Earth Ink is proud to present John A. Graser’s second book of poetry, UNflawless: Facetiously Imperfect.

From the back cover: “In this collection of poetry and lyrics, I return strong and steady, sharing my experiences, thoughts, and raw emotions; taking you, the reader, a littler deeper into my world. My writing is unfiltered and uncensored, just as I see and embrace life. I hope my words show you a different way to see the world before us… ‘Do not be entrapped by the empty promises of yesterday.’ -John G.”

John is a clever wordsmith with lots of wordplay and slick lines. His unique style stands out using his special brand of mystical, spiritual lyrics interwoven with inner city smarts and unapologetic call-outs to a broken world system.

In paperback at: lulu.

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© 2023 | John A. Graser

You can find John over on Instagram @the_key413

January Visitors

Hello my friends, so far I’m having a nice winter. Nothing too crazy, not too cold, not too wet, just peaceful. I am content.

I spend a fair amount of time watching the wildlife and just nature in general. It is often my source of peace and inspiration. I may spend half an hour sitting on the floor watching the bunnies out the glass doors leading to the deck or the moose stretch their necks in an effort to reach some branches. Or, maybe just watch the clouds. Often I don’t have my phone or camera around. I simply ‘be’. I am a firm believer in resting in the moment. I don’t need to keep looking for the “next best thing” because my best is right now, right here, in this moment.

This mother moose and her six month old calf (nearly as big as her!) stopped by to eat the lower branches off the birch trees… and failing that, moved on to the willow stand the bunnies are living in.
She found herself a little sunbeam, which isn’t rising above the tree line yet, so it’s whatever gets through the branches.
Something had them spooked for half an hour. Lots of warning paw thumps and standing up.

I hope you’re having a nice January so far. Love & living light to you.


tara caribou | ©2023 all photos by me

Icy Cold

It’s been winter cold, though not extremely so, which means shorter jaunts outside… particularly when the wind is blowing. A quick walk down the beach to shoot a few photos, face/hands/legs numb, but it was worth it!

The sun doesn’t rise far above the horizon.
A jumbled mess.
Back home again.
Moose by the river, getting an easy meal.

Stay warm!


tara caribou | ©2023 all photos by me

As We Close This Year 2022

Dear friends,

Here we are again, at the end of another year. For some it was battles won and lost, new experiences, and a glimmer of hope. For me, as I mentioned in my most recent update, I have grown emotionally, spiritually, and even physically (with my new house and property). Lots more good things coming!

Raw Earth Ink signed seven authors, all of which were such a pleasure to work with and I’ve listed them below for ease, if you’re interested in checking their books out. I also started the imprint Wild Badger Books for non-fiction and children’s books, the first of which you will be hearing about very soon.


Over on Instagram, I shared some of the books I read this past year so here they are for you too. Most of these I’ve written reviews for, which can be found on Goodreads. At the end of this post I’ll add the list, in case any are of interest to you. I hope you’ll check some of these authors out.

Moving into this upcoming year, I have several more books currently in the works to be released from both Raw Earth Ink and Wild Badger Books. This includes the next book from emje mccarty, a new poetry book from G.M. Manzi, Braeden Michaels new book, Brandon White’s third collection, and more.

I will continue doing this that I love, publishing books, writing, and creating art. Please stick with me as we continue our creative adventures and remember, as always, to keep the conversation going!

Love and light to you,

~tara caribou


How about you? What are your plans for this next year? I’d love to hear your thoughts in the comments.


  • Confession from Eden by RH Alexander
  • We Lived Like Kings by G.M. Manzi
  • Galdr: thought + memory by Michael Raven
  • The Invisible Exhibitionist by emje mccarty
  • Coming of Rage by Ray Van Horn Jr.
  • For You, Love Always by Braeden Michaels
  • The Gift of Mercy by Annette Kalandros
  • The Woman With Three Elbows by Rachael Ikins
  • Euphoria in Blue by me
  • Warflower by Robert Stark
  • Passengers by Ryan Deckard
  • The God Articles by Steven Colbourne
  • Eyes of Fenrir by Jacob Dring
  • One of These Years by Tom Alexander
  • Polar Vortex by Matthew Mather
  • Embers by Craig Robertson
  • Flames by Craig Robertson
  • Chosen by a Horse by Susan Richards
  • A Whale of the Wild by Rosanne Parry
  • A Wolf Called Wander by Rosanne Parry
  • White Fang by Jack London
  • Effugium by Patrick Walts
  • Exsilium by Patrick Walts
  • Exitium by Patrick Walts
  • Crows in the Bones by Jacob Dring
  • The Lupine Walker by Tony Rasch

Early Winter Photos

I’m still learning how to use my new-ish camera. I haven’t taken a lot of opportunities to practice but when I do, it’s worth it. I hope you enjoy a little sample. I used no filters.

Across the field, the bunnies have a nest below the snow. They really work up their nerve to cross over. There’s a hawk that keeps a close eye on them.
Snow bath.
Interesting moon capture.
King of the Hill. Hard to take serious with snow on the face, though.
Alder cones.
I love the steep angle of the sun glinting over ice crystal snow.
Chickadee, taken at the old house, through the front window.
I believe this is a redpoll? Taken at the old house, through the window. I like the tongue. Looks as if it’s spitting something out it doesn’t care for.
Ice crystals on the birch branches.
Another moody moon shot.
This is as high as the sun rises above the horizon this time of year where I live.

I hope you enjoyed these! Have a great day today.


tara caribou | ©2022 all photos by me

“The Gift of Mercy” poetry by Annette Kalandros

Raw Earth Ink is proud to present Annette Kalandros’ book, The Gift of Mercy.

“Some writers access parts of your soul that stay with you a lifetime. Poetry by Annette has always had that effect on me. She is one of those incredibly rare poets who can speak to a lived experience and draw the reader in, where they witness her life as if they themselves lived it. This is necessary as we increasingly become a world unable to truly empathize or appreciate the lives of others. when a writer can evoke, with such visceral intensity, their own journey, and the reader becomes acutely part of that experience, we can say that writer has meaning and staying power… Every time I read her powerful, unfiltered work; I find myself metaphorically on my knees. I have wept and raged with her and chosen to rise out of pain and hold hope as my beacon, alongside her… Even in the depths of loss, there is always love. Poetry has become her way of describing the world and oh how she describes it…” — Candice Louisa Daquin, editor [excerpt taken from the foreword]


In paperback at: lulu, Barnes & Noble, or Amazon.

As eBook at: lulu, Nook, Kobo, Google Play, or Kindle.

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© 2022 | Annette Kalandros

Learning my new camera

I’m playing around with my new camera when I have a few minutes here and there. While I have a ton of stuff to learn with all the settings, I’m enjoying the experience with a lot more failures than successes at the moment. Here are few from recent days….

Definition on the volcano.
About 75 miles away… I’ve never been able to see this mountain before in such detail.
First real snow of the year and we get 8-inches in about one day.
One brave bunny breaks the trail.
This won’t be my backyard for much longer.
Puffball babies soaking up the sun.
(taken through the window)
Another puffball.
(taken through window)
Alaska has one kind of mouse and this is it.
Meadow jumping mouse.
(taken through window)
Those little paws…
Regal & majestic.
I like the snowflakes on his fur.
Pygmy shrew.
Compare it’s head-size to the bunny poo next to it!
They’re tiny!

tara caribou | ©2022 all photos by me

A Living Canvas

look above, see
mercy & grace
overflowing
now, let go
be free
in the skin
you were given
you, who was
wonderfully created,
layer upon layer
a canvas, living, holy
each stroke of the brush
a lesson, perfection
in the making,
and you, waiting,
arms stretched
palms up
anointed, set apart
knowing
daily struggles become crowns


tara caribou | ©2022 dedicated to my friend Leon (a living canvas)

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