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Coleman Glenn
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Husband, dad, New Church (AKA Swedenborgian) minister, occasional writer of occasional poems. Poetry collection: A LITTLE LIGHT (2024)
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Coleman Glenn @colemanglenn.bsky.social · Oct 6
Here it is - my first poetry collection! A LITTLE LIGHT contains light verse, dark verse, sacred verse, secular verse, song parodies, sentiment, and dad jokes. Read it, review it, share it! a.co/d/geZuczA
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I bet if you went back in time and told John Crowe Ransom that New Criticism would lead to postmodern denial of authorial meaning which would then render A.I. lit as valuable as human lit, he’d be confused and also question your choices regarding best uses for a time machine.
November 12, 2025 at 4:47 PM
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I bet if you went back in time and told John Crowe Ransom that New Criticism would lead to postmodern denial of authorial meaning which would then render A.I. lit as valuable as human lit, he’d be confused and also question your choices regarding best uses for a time machine.
November 12, 2025 at 4:47 PM
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A true double dactyl?

Higgledy piggledy,
Thomas A. Edison
struggled in school due to
ADHD.

Had he been treated with
lisdexamfetamine,
“Highway to Hell” would be sung by
AC.
November 5, 2025 at 4:11 AM
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A true double dactyl?

Higgledy piggledy,
Thomas A. Edison
struggled in school due to
ADHD.

Had he been treated with
lisdexamfetamine,
“Highway to Hell” would be sung by
AC.
November 5, 2025 at 4:11 AM
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The Bigsby Barkley game.
A still from a Busby Berkeley film of dancers in a circle looking down at the camera, with the 6 dancers in the center of the circle replaced by photos of Tank Bigsby and Saquon Barkley.
October 27, 2025 at 2:51 AM
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The Bigsby Barkley game.
A still from a Busby Berkeley film of dancers in a circle looking down at the camera, with the 6 dancers in the center of the circle replaced by photos of Tank Bigsby and Saquon Barkley.
October 27, 2025 at 2:51 AM
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this is art
October 19, 2025 at 8:39 PM
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this is art
October 19, 2025 at 8:39 PM
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A poem.
Black text on white background: Virga He says again the words he said before: if necessary, he will drop it all to hold them. “Honey, *nothing* matters more,” he says again. The words he said before once tendered hope for what he might restore. They hang now, desert rains made mist mid-fall. He says again the words he said before: “if necessary.” He will drop it all. -Coleman Glenn
October 17, 2025 at 5:28 PM
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A poem.
Black text on white background: Virga He says again the words he said before: if necessary, he will drop it all to hold them. “Honey, *nothing* matters more,” he says again. The words he said before once tendered hope for what he might restore. They hang now, desert rains made mist mid-fall. He says again the words he said before: “if necessary.” He will drop it all. -Coleman Glenn
October 17, 2025 at 5:28 PM
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Happy Shakespeare Day!
The Fair Youth’s Complaint An Imagined Reply to Shakespeare’s “Procreation Sonnets” Well, Bill, your sonnets finally got to me, With all their pressures to impress my seal On waxen fruits that fruit eternally, Et cetera, so forth, you know the spiel. Enticed by your advice I grabbed a wife With features fairly fine but not so strong That they might mask my own engrafted life, So sweetly celebrated in your song. She birthed a boy. I staked and pruned him well; I snipped and shaped his soul to match my own. He blossomed, and I watched my own pride swell Within a youth in whom my luster shone. But oh, he burst, and spattered *me* with scorn! Such bitter fruit were better left unborn.
April 23, 2025 at 7:12 PM
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Happy Shakespeare Day!
The Fair Youth’s Complaint An Imagined Reply to Shakespeare’s “Procreation Sonnets” Well, Bill, your sonnets finally got to me, With all their pressures to impress my seal On waxen fruits that fruit eternally, Et cetera, so forth, you know the spiel. Enticed by your advice I grabbed a wife With features fairly fine but not so strong That they might mask my own engrafted life, So sweetly celebrated in your song. She birthed a boy. I staked and pruned him well; I snipped and shaped his soul to match my own. He blossomed, and I watched my own pride swell Within a youth in whom my luster shone. But oh, he burst, and spattered *me* with scorn! Such bitter fruit were better left unborn.
April 23, 2025 at 7:12 PM
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A poem for Good Friday.
ECCE HOMO Behold the Man whose head is crowned With thorny branches twisted round By hands that bear the stain of sin. The multitudes are pressing in And cries of “crucify!” resound. Like seed sprung up in thorny ground The loud “hosannas” have been drowned. Through all the frenzy and the din, Behold the Man. Behold Him now condemned and bound. Behold Him. Hear the hammers pound. Behold, as well, the soldier’s grin. Behold a mirror. Look within And face whatever there is found. Behold the Man.
April 18, 2025 at 12:39 PM
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A poem for Good Friday.
ECCE HOMO Behold the Man whose head is crowned With thorny branches twisted round By hands that bear the stain of sin. The multitudes are pressing in And cries of “crucify!” resound. Like seed sprung up in thorny ground The loud “hosannas” have been drowned. Through all the frenzy and the din, Behold the Man. Behold Him now condemned and bound. Behold Him. Hear the hammers pound. Behold, as well, the soldier’s grin. Behold a mirror. Look within And face whatever there is found. Behold the Man.
April 18, 2025 at 12:39 PM
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I’ve learned that Amazon shipped at least one person a copy of A LITTLE LIGHT with the last ~10 pages missing. Did anyone else have this? The last poem should be “Thanksgiving” on p. 91. Let me know if you have a book with missing pages and I’ll make sure you get a complete one.
April 16, 2025 at 6:34 PM
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Tomorrow!
colemanglenn.bsky.social Coleman Glenn @colemanglenn.bsky.social · Apr 6
If you’re in the Philly area on April 15th, come out to the Swedenborg Library at Bryn Athyn College to hear and share some poems. I promise it will be more fun than filing taxes.
April 14, 2025 at 5:46 PM
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If you’re in the Philly area on April 15th, come out to the Swedenborg Library at Bryn Athyn College to hear and share some poems. I promise it will be more fun than filing taxes.
April 6, 2025 at 7:00 PM
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Happy birthday A.E. Housman, Robert Frost, and Leonard Nimoy!
**Poem for March 26th** Out tramping past the cherry tree I met a lanky lad Who formed his fingers in a “V”. His blessing left me sad. The fellow’s words, I’m sure, were not Designed to do me wrong, But oh, I know ’tis not my lot To prosper, nor live long!
March 26, 2025 at 10:35 AM
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Happy birthday A.E. Housman, Robert Frost, and Leonard Nimoy!
**Poem for March 26th** Out tramping past the cherry tree I met a lanky lad Who formed his fingers in a “V”. His blessing left me sad. The fellow’s words, I’m sure, were not Designed to do me wrong, But oh, I know ’tis not my lot To prosper, nor live long!
March 26, 2025 at 10:35 AM
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Tomorrow marks 6 months since the publication of A Little Light. If you’ve read it and enjoyed, please consider leaving a review on Amazon or GoodReads or another bookseller site. Heck, even if you hated it, any review is better than none! (I may regret this post.)
colemanglenn.bsky.social Coleman Glenn @colemanglenn.bsky.social · Oct 6
Here it is - my first poetry collection! A LITTLE LIGHT contains light verse, dark verse, sacred verse, secular verse, song parodies, sentiment, and dad jokes. Read it, review it, share it! a.co/d/geZuczA
March 22, 2025 at 4:06 PM
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Poem for the first Sunday in Lent.
TEMPTATION For forty days and forty nights the waters crash above the land and storm clouds hide the two great lights. An uncreation is at hand. For forty days and forty nights on Sinai, Moses sits in cloud and eats no bread, nor drinks, but writes the words that will convict the crowd. For forty years of weary days the manna falls, the daily bread enduring though the people’s praise decays, and grievance grows instead. For forty days and forty nights the Lord endures the tempter’s scorn. Alone on desert land He fights to see our undone souls reborn.
March 9, 2025 at 12:00 PM
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Poem for the first Sunday in Lent.
TEMPTATION For forty days and forty nights the waters crash above the land and storm clouds hide the two great lights. An uncreation is at hand. For forty days and forty nights on Sinai, Moses sits in cloud and eats no bread, nor drinks, but writes the words that will convict the crowd. For forty years of weary days the manna falls, the daily bread enduring though the people’s praise decays, and grievance grows instead. For forty days and forty nights the Lord endures the tempter’s scorn. Alone on desert land He fights to see our undone souls reborn.
March 9, 2025 at 12:00 PM
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My one word of advice for new parents: beware of crinkling.
Illustrated bar chart of “Relative Decibel Levels According to My Sleeping Baby,” showing slight increases from “Rain” to “Dog barking” to “Fireworks” then a large jump to the highest category, “Paper bag crinkling”
February 15, 2025 at 4:34 PM
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Postponed due to weather ❄️ I’ll let you know when we settle on a new date.
colemanglenn.bsky.social Coleman Glenn @colemanglenn.bsky.social · Feb 3
If you’re in the Philly area, come out next Tuesday (Feb 11th) for a poetry open mic at Bryn Athyn College’s Swedenborg Library from 6:30-8:00 pm. I’ll read several of my poems, then the mic will be opened for you to share yours. Hope to see you there!
February 11, 2025 at 3:22 PM
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Postponed due to weather ❄️ I’ll let you know when we settle on a new date.
colemanglenn.bsky.social Coleman Glenn @colemanglenn.bsky.social · Feb 3
If you’re in the Philly area, come out next Tuesday (Feb 11th) for a poetry open mic at Bryn Athyn College’s Swedenborg Library from 6:30-8:00 pm. I’ll read several of my poems, then the mic will be opened for you to share yours. Hope to see you there!
February 11, 2025 at 3:09 PM