Glenn Currier
Official Website of this poet, writer, and thinker.
Moments of whimsey, love, and inspiration
FEEDING THE CREATIVE SPIRIT
Some Recent Poems
All poems on this website:
Copyright 2022 by Glenn Currier
FEATURED POEMS
Invisible Wife Print this poem only
He was introduced to her
all the while looking through her
to see someone who mattered,
who was smart and degreed enough
for his time, after all, she was just the wife.
That gathering and others awakened her.
Now she insisted hubby’s clock hands
be wrapped around the kids’ small fingers.
He’d learn to tick with their hearts as he lingered.
The volume of her voice turned up a click or two
her own determination gently gliding through.
Not hawklike but now with a new edge
she, with fresh wings was no longer a fledge
as she declared she too would make the grade,
have her career, no longer invisible in the shade.
And… now she’s in demand as a speaker of note
with expertise surpassed only by her heart
she leans and listens with wisdom to impart,
life’s struggles and southern roots lend a common touch -
soaked in family love - no need for titles like doctor and such.
Author’s Note: Dedicated to Dr. Melanie Durand Grossman, gerontologist, author, and speaker. This poem is based on her memoire: Crossing Bayou Teche. I would imagine many women can relate to her story. She is still happily married to renowned cardiologist, William Grossman, with three grown children as well as grandchildren. Her story will inspire many wives who are still invisible.
This poem is part of my Teche series - also included on that page
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Winter Trees Print this poem only
Standing alone you spring to life,
then the warmth explodes you
covering every inch of your arms and bodice
adorned in your full flowering dress.
But as I swiftly breeze by you on my way
and only take a glance
at you among the others of your nature
you blend in your emerald maturity.
It is not until winter
when you reveal yourself,
naked for us to bask
in all the tributaries of your inner world
and I discover your complex truth,
the heart of your loneliness and abandon,
where you have surrendered
your stunning appearance
and reach up and out beyond your earthly roots
for a life beyond seasons.
Author’s Note: Winter trees have always fascinated me. Their dark naked beauty at twilight captures me and casts me into a peace like none other. I disclose myself to others to some degree but never have I surrendered all my externality as do winter trees. This kind of abandon might only be possible in a deep and abiding relationship. Or will it be possible only at death? I don’t know. But I think we have much to learn from these marvelous creatures?
Written 2-16-22
Elizabeth Hobbs
Friend, poet and
lively creative
Spirit
Chris Sorrenti
Poet, Philosopher
Photographer
WHAT PEOPLE ARE SAYING
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Congratulations to my friend Glenn Currier with the introduction of his new web-site. It already shows his professionalism and great sensitivity. This will be a plus to whoever happens to stumble on it accidentally or is directed to it by a friend. His poems are from the heart and very inspiring, entertaining, happy, sad, all emotions shown in such a beautiful and special way. What a plus for poetry!
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What can I say about Glenn Currier? First off he is a warm and inviting individual. For which I am extremely grateful. His friendship means the world to me.
As far as his poetry goes, he is masterful with his words. I love the way he so easily intertwines motion and emotion into every poem. Subjects such as light and darkness, right and wrong, pain and joy, faith and the lack thereof... all dance together eagerly across the page, delighting the reader with wonderment and pondering. Like a cool drink of water, all are extremely refreshed. It's my most earnest wish that his inkwell remain full.
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Thanks to a mutual love of Poetry, Glenn Currier and I first met online at the related website, Pathetic.org. As a kindred spirit, what strikes me the most about his writing is his ‘straight from the heart’ honesty in expressing emotions and experiences. His dedication to ‘the craft,’ has allowed him to become proficient in both Rhyme and Free Verse. As a result, I always look forward to his latest literary creations.
Chris Sorrenti (Ottawa, Canada)
James Kenneth Blalock, Poet, and author of
"Born With Our Clocks Running"
ABOUT ME
I write poetry for fun and fulfillment. Much of it has a spiritual theme because that is the emphasis in my life right now. I used to be a professional educator but my retirement, gratefully, has given me the time and space to nurture the creative and spiritual side of myself.
Some of my writing is about my relationships: with God, my wife, my friends, and family. I try to let my imagination reign. I write from the space of my dreams, feelings, experiences, and spirit. My love of music has contributed to my writing poetry.
I love flowers, trees, and natural beauty. As I look through my photos to insert in this site, many of the folders are from our travels and most of them are of landscapes, flora, and architectural features. There are scads of pictures of cats who have blessed our lives.
The "our" in the above description is me and my wife to whom I've been married since 1969. Many of my poems are about her and things I've learned from her and our relationship of more than 50 years. It is interesting to see how poems I write about my higher power often could also be addressed to my wife and soulmate, Helen.
MY STYLE
I write some rhyming poetry and enjoy inventing my own rhyming schemes, using internal rhymes as well as traditional end-of-line rhymes. I am not a great student of poetry form, etc. and in that sense I am definitely an amateur. I enjoy writing using a variety of approaches, allowing my creative spirit to move me. I write in blank verse and free verse, but also occasionally enjoy imposing a more traditional form on myself such as iambic pentameter or haiku.
Much of my poetry is on the websites pathetic.org and HelloPoetry.com for which I am immensely grateful. On these sites I can not only publish my poems, I can also get feedback from other poets and their work for knowledge and inspiration. I enjoy making comments on their poems and have found that this interaction creates a sort of virtual community.
I do not often use fixed meter in my poems, instead, I rely on my own sense of rhythm in my writing. I suppose my background in and love of music has helped me in this regard.