One of my most favorite Poetic Conversations at the Peace Center with my family. This conversations is connected to my poetry. It is about lineage.

“Storytelling comes naturally to the three generations of women in Glenis Redmond’s family.

And one thing that comes out in a long conversation with the women is that universal truths and experiences emerge from a life’s most specific details.

Glenis is a longtime poet, and she discovered a while back that her mother Jeanette Redmond has a way of mesmerizing the room. The event was a book discussion of “The Color Purple” in advance of the Peace Center’s production of the Alice Walker classic.

Everyone was dressed in purple, Glenis recalled, but Jeanette “outdressed everybody, with her purple hat.”


The Greenville County Schools Hall of Fame honors those men and women who have graduated from or worked at Greenville County Schools and made a substantial or significant contributions at the local, regional, national, or international levels in areas such as academia and education, arts, athletics, business, media, public service, philanthropy, medicine, military, or science. This year’s induction includes: Glenis Redmond, (Poet) Knox White (Mayor), Bill Evans (Teacher), Chuck and Sandra Welch (Education), Sandi Morris (Olympic Pole-Vaulter) and Ernie Hamilton (Lawyer).


They will be inducted on November 18th.

A Chorus Within Her

Oct. 30 – Nov. 14, 2021

A Devised Work by Gabrielle Brant Freeman, Glenis Redmond, Christine Sloan Stoddard, Carmin Wong, and the Ensemble

Directed by Alina Collins Maldonado
Choreographed by Tiffany Quinn

The first live production of Theater Alliance’s 2021-2022 season, A Chorus Within Her uses the lens of women’s experience to interrogate and explore the experiences of the pandemic year. Poets, choreographers, and actors have spent months conducting Zoom interviews, issuing social media surveys, mining their own identities and experiences to create one unified, experiential evening of theater.

Part ritual, part airing of difficult truths, and completely centered in authentic voices of women, A Chorus Within Her is a choreopoem that examines who we were before the pandemic . . . who we were as we survived the past year . . . and how we collectively move forward from here.

The Three Harriets and Others by Glenis Redmond



Redmond has shifted herself in powerful persona for The Three Harriets & Others. Each voice is urgent and determined to survive, to find ways “to worship and swim” out of the spirit-crushing compromises forced upon slaves in the early centuries of America. Most notable are the Harriets—artistry and ingenuity meet desperation as each shape shifts to make it to freedom. We encounter a Tubman who seems to be delivering instruction for how to change ourselves into the night as she slips “into owl or hawk. Turn tree trunk. Become de hound chasing” on the underground railroad. Redmond presents survival as transformation in these powerful portraits. The need for this book is unmistakable, as Redmond drops us right through the “blue black” heart of escape.

–Amber Flora Thomas, author of Eye of Water: Poems


The Three Harriets & Others reimagine the agency and ancestral urgency of Black foremothers. Glenis Redmond raises her/their voices with fierce unflinching and unapologetic poetics. These poems offer an ancient, unshackled breath that allows them to “Spill ink like night clouds that clot what your soul cannot hold.”

–Jaki Shelton Green, NC Poet Laureate


The words of the Harriets and Others created by Glenis Redmond, provide readers with a powerful insight into the life and times of three resilient African American Women.

–Dr. Lynnette Overby, University of Delaware


Redmond’s The Three Harriets and Others  elevates the conductor of the Underground Railroad, the first published Black novelist, and a young woman known for her haunting slave narrative in North Carolina. Glenis is a South Carolina poet, and a quilter. These poems quench the thirst for the stories that should be essential as water.”

–Dr. Tara Betts, author of Break the Habit

The Three Harriets and Others

January 17, 2021 –

Karen Hurley Kuchar hosts a conversation with Award-Winning Poet and Imagination Activist, Glenis Redmond about her creative process.



Event was hosted by Anawim Arts

“If a race has no history, it has no worthwhile tradition, it becomes a negligible factor in the thought of the world, and it stands in danger of being exterminated.” Carter G. Woodson

1. Our celebration began as a week in 1926, from the mind of Carter G. Woodson. 2. He knew we needed a bridge to get us there, but knew a bridge does not appear in happenstance; even though its metal bones majestically rise from the landscape like a magical wonder. 3. Consider the foundation. Plan and set it with intentions. 4. Pick the observance on purpose. In 1976 we got the whole month. We finally got the month not because it is the shortest month, but because of Frederick Douglass and Abraham Lincoln’s birthdays. 5. Set the framework and pray for cultural intersections. 6. Note twenty-eight days can’t hold the multitudes of our black brilliance. 7. Hope twenty-eight days will bud into 365 days of the year, because Black History is American History.

8. Hope someone will be inspired to pick up a book to learn more than the five to seven requisite heroes and sheroes to which black history is usually truncated. Remember the Greenville Eight, they sat in, so we could stand up. So, we could check out library books to look our history up. Expand. 9. Give people heart and eyes to see how we have melded our innovations into every brace and strut of this edifice we call South Carolina to the whole of the United States. 10. We still tremble when we recite “Lift Every Voice and Sing,” because more needs to be lifted than the notes of our struggle, than the music of our celebration. 11. Let the preachers, poets and activists tell how some days feel like ain’t nothin changed but the date; especially when we speak their names – when we use our voices to lift our ancestors from unmarked graves and from every place of annihilation:

Ann Cowan lynched in Laurens in 1818 to Willie Earle on Bramlett Road in 1947; Orangeburg Massacre: Samuel Ephesians Hammond Jr., Delano Herman Middleton, Henry Ezekial Smith, February 8, 1968; to Walter Scott and Muhiyidin Moye to the blessed Emanuel Nine in Charleston: Mrs. Myra Thompson, Rev. Sharonda Coleman-Singleton, Mrs. Cynthia Graham Hurd, Mrs. Susie Jackson, Mrs. Ethel Lee Lance, Rev. DePayne Vontrease Middleton, Rev. Clementa C. Pinckney, Mr. Tywanza Kibwe Diop Sanders, Rev. Daniel Lee Simmons Sr.

12. From this shadow-side we still quake from these senseless murders. Remember how Obama sang us awake with “Amazing Grace”? 13. We tread lightly, because we know everywhere we step is a cemetery. 14. How long have we listed our dead? 15. We sing them Sacred. We honor them Holy. 16. As black mothers and fathers – black sons and daughters we pray for mercy, while bullets keep blasting. We know we are so much more than what’s been done to us: forced ocean crossings, downtowns barred, our history erased, displaced, whitewashed and erased. 17. We celebrate to re-mem-ber what’s been dis-mem-ber-ed. 18. May this Black History Month Bridge remind us who we are and who we are yet to be. 19. We are Jesse Jackson’s Push. We are sweat and song. We are castoffs quilted into masterpieces. We are those who walked before us: Fountain Inn Negro High School and Sterling High. We are Peg Leg Bates 20. We are red clay reckonings. 21. We are obsidian epiphanies. 22. We are Vessels full of Faith. 23. We are Black Magic flowering through joy and through sorrow in both gray rainclouds and golden sunrays. We have seen it and been through it all. 24. We act as well as pray. We are Dum Spiro Spero, “While I Breathe, I Hope.” We keep breathing. We keep hoping. 25. We keep crossing over and overcoming. 26. Pray this February Bridge connects us to a greater whole. 27. We keep stepping to emerge singing every note full-throated skyward. 28. We are black blooms. We pierce every cloud anyhow.

Here is the second portrait of me created by Asheville Artist Jane Snyder. It is living at the Asheville Gallery of Art. The price is $350.00  I love this likeness. Fierce. And I am not always smiling. This is a truth. Jane found and captured me. I am thankful of the representation.