If I am not a Glimmer,
So I have to be a Shimmer.
And if I am not a Shimmer,
I must be a Himmer.
And if I am not a Himmer,
I must be a Jimmer.
And if I am not a Jimmer,
I must be a Chimmer.
And if I am not a Chimmer,
What am I?
The three posts below are clustered. Eugene B. Redmond is poet laureate of East St. Louis. Drumvoices Revue is powered by Eugene B. Redmond. The Kwansaba is a new poetic form invented by Redmond. Then, there’s the Eugene B. Redmond creative writing club….!
My father, in winter hybernating mode, is going through boxes of papers under his desk. Pop writes: “Finding this long-lost piece of literature is the pay for digging into the past. I do not know how old Alice was when she wrote this, but she was married in 1943, at age 27. She signed it…
I was fascinated by the premise of this essay. “There are far too few daughters in poetry.” –JGR Daughters in Poetry by Eavan Boland There are far too few daughters in poetry. They turn up surprisingly rarely in nineteenth century poems, considering how they crowded into the available fictional equivalents. So it’s a relief to…
My Uncle Willard (Davenport) Thompson mostly wrote prose in his life, but we recovered this poem from his papers this winter during my father’s documentation project. Uncle Willard was a brilliant man caught short in the Great Depression who used his creativity to start a literary magazine, Ride the Rails as a hoboe, and, in…
I first met KAREN SMEAD MONDALE, long-time community activist and retired educator, last fall at a Duff’s River Styx poetry reading. She read at Duff’s this week as part of Loosely Identified, a St. Louis women’s poetry workshop, while I was on my Nashville audiobook recording trip, so I missed that treat. Karen Mondale at…
“Water Under the Bridge” is featured on WTTW Network Chicago’s River Stories. Listen to Pop read his poem “Water Under the Bridge,” sing “When the Rose Bloom Again” and reflect upon the sometimes bittersweet, but inevitable, passing of time by clicking on the red link below.–JGR “What inspired me to write Water Under the Bridge?…
“If I am not a glimmer…” I predict this young writer has a glimmering future ahead.
Maggie -and Amelia -do seem to show great signs of purpetuating future generations with the family talents.
Hi Maggie,
It sounds like you are a fantastic simmer from the exceptional world of yiemmer…
With Chi,
Hal
Webster defines Yiem as matter. It is the primordial material substance from which all elements are supposed to have been derived. So that would make us all Yiemmers, right? Maggie at seven is simmering, growing into a fantastic version of one of us yiemmers.
Dear Maggie,
It is plain to see that if you are not a Chimmer, you are most wonderfully a “Rymmer” of the poetical sort. Congratulations on starting your writing career so early and so nicely!
Arletta