Glen Kappy

Gold Star - 41,680 Points (June 30,1948 / New York, NY USA)

Glen Kappy
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To the Reader,

First, thank you for your time to read this.

A little about me. I was raised in inner city New York. My father was from Jewish background, my mother from Anglo-Protestant background, but both were alienated from their traditions. Agnostic themselves, they raised my siblings and me to make our own decisions about religion. Ironically perhaps, from college on I grew increasingly drawn to “the God question” with my initial interest in the Hindu, Buddhist, and Tao traditions.

After completing my B.A., I spent much of the next two years outdoors hitch-hiking in the western U.S. Over this time I became convinced there was an intelligence behind ... more »

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  • Bharati Nayak Bharati Nayak (3/28/2018 3:22:00 AM)

    Glen Kappy sees beauty in every day affairs.His loving and sensitive heart sees God's grace all around.
    In his poems are hidden the sweetness of lilac..that take us by surprise.He is an inspiring presence on Poem Hunter website.

  • Bharati Nayak Bharati Nayak (3/28/2018 3:19:00 AM)

    Let me quote from Glen Kappy's poem and my response to the poem
    On the street before the library
    wisteria! —and maybe lilac too—
    their sweetness waking up
    his drowsing sense of smell.- - - - - - -In mundane life affairs may be hidden sweetness of a lilac and music of birds that arouse our senses to their beauty and a poetry is born there.(contd)

  • Sandra Engoron-March (2/4/2018 5:23:00 PM)

    I am proud to be your sister, Glen!

  • Mohabeer Beeharry Mohabeer Beeharry (6/3/2016 5:43:00 AM)

    Your poetry has a lot of inspiration. I will certainly read them as I go along.
    Mohabeer Beeharry

  • Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black (1/1/2016 11:08:00 AM)

    I love your poems...very upbeat and devotional...

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Best Poem of Glen Kappy

The Pull Of Poetry

I got there
just before it closed
and checked out
the book of poetry
I had on hold

and took it
to my car
and opened it—
the key unturned
in my ignition—

and read… and read…
till all was in blue shadow
and the chill insistent
on my neck
and shoulders.

Read the full of The Pull Of Poetry

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