Review of Two Poems
“On The Way To Grandma’s Funeral” and “What the Confederate Flag Means To Me
I was fortunate to be showcased in Women’s Voices For Change.
Thank you fellow Warren Wilson Alumni Rebecca Foust. Here are a few words from her:
Today’s poems are drawn from Glenis Redmond’s new collection, What My Hand Say, a book whose epigraph taken from Psalms 126:5 reads:
“Those who sow in tears shall reap with joyful shouting.” It is an apt introduction to poems sown in suffering that nevertheless reap much joyful singing, and it reminds me of this poet’s exuberant dancing, singing, and poetry readings at residencies while we were in grad school together at Warren Wilson. The major muse of Redmond’s new collection is the poet’s grandmother, who in an early poem directs her granddaughter
“Find me and my story. Fill my empty slate, but let my works speak” [“Rachel Cunningham”].
Poet Teaching Artist
