Glenn Arthur Sweazey
Retired from teaching high school English, Glenn Arthur Sweazey lives in Ottawa, Canada. His writing often blends poetry and prose to paint narrative canvases.
Examples of My Writing
Game of Dreams
… The grass in the home team’s park always smells / freshly mown, sweet like hay on his farm, not / five miles away, down old Coal Road, next to / Arthurs’ Corner where cows grazed through my youth. …
“Who are we if not the harvest from seeds in fields whence we came?
It's not just the places, of course, though one's 'home place' often plays a large part in the person we become. But it's the people -- special ones, each of us have had them -- who harrowed the fields of that home place so we could grow tall and straight as we'd ever hope to be.”
From "Letters to Two Michaels (Year 3 / Week 14)" by Glenn Arthur Sweazey
“When we cross the sea,
It is the distance from our past we cross.”