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Thresholds by Glenna Cook

Glenna Cook


Glenna Cook grew up in Olympia, Washington, where she married her husband, Kenneth, at age 18. They had three children (the oldest, a son, died of cancer in 2016), and have nine grandchildren, and eight greatgrandchildren. In 1990, she retired as training manager at U.S. West Communications, after twenty-five years of service, then immediately enrolled in college. She graduated from University of Puget Sound, Magna cum Laude, at age fifty-eight, with a B.A. degree in English Literature. While at U.P.S., she won the Hearst Essay Prize for the Humanities,and the Nixeon Civille Handy Prize for Poetry. She is a member of Phi Kappa Phi.

Her dream was to be a prose writer, but discovered a love for poetry at U.P.S., and after she graduated, and found herself the caretaker of both her mother and her sister, it fit well into the cracks of her time She has read her poetry in the Puget Sound region, and has published several dozen poems in journals and anthologies, such as Raven Chronicles, Spindrift, crosscurrent review, Avalon Review, 164, and Quill and Parchment. In 2014, she was granted a residency at Hedgebrook, where she wrote some of the poems for this book.

Her husband died in 2018, after 63 years of marriage. Cook has Parkinson’s disease, which she keeps at bay with medicine, diet, and a rigorous exercise program. She serves as an advocate for others with Parkinson’s disease. She loves reading, watching Masterpiece Theater and Netflix on TV, taking walks, and interacting with people. Two of her favorite sayings are: We make our own weather , and (from Rumi) What you seek is seeking you.

Glenna reading from Shapes of Time

also featuring Michael Magee

Shapes Of Time $16.00

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Poem from Shapes of Time

I dreamed you bought a car

against my knowledge and wishes.
A big, gas-guzzling, luxury monster.

I made up my mind not to forgive you
even though, in all our years of marriage,

I always did. Yet
how can I stay angry?

It was only a dream and only a car,
and you, my love, are gone.

Shapes of Time

Thresholds $15.00

Thresholds is a finalist for the 2018 Washington State Book Awards

Read a review of Thresholds by The Bookmonger (Barbara Lloyd McMichael) in Coast Weekend.

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Poem from Threholds

A man plans differently

than a woman for a journey.
He sees where he is going,
finds the shortest route
to get there and return,
takes two changes of clothes,
a little bag of toiletries.

A woman looks
at what is being left behind,
cleans her house
for coming home to,
tells the people in her life
where she’s going,
when she’ll be back.
Someone must be found
to tend her plants
and care for her cat.
She packs three sets of clothes
for every change of weather,
bakes nut bread
to eat along the way.