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Oct 17, 2024 | 
thewalrus.ca | Susan Glickman
At the beginning of the COVID-19 pandemic, I was preoccupied with how vulnerable our elders were to this new and frightening disease—until one day I realized, with chagrin, that I myself fell into that category. One might have assumed that a woman in her late sixties would have been more cognizant of her “senior” status, but so little had changed in my daily life, besides reduced fares on public transit and Via Rail, that I rarely contemplated my age. Come on now!—folks might object.
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Aug 13, 2024 | 
roommagazine.com | Susan Glickman
Cathedral/Groveby Susan GlickmanVehicule Press80 pages$20In her newest poetry collection, Susan Glickman provides the reader with a reconstructed world—that is, Cathedral/Grove is a collection full of complex images and themes that contrast and build upon each other.
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Apr 15, 2024 | 
tnq.ca | Susan Glickman
What I Learned from Living AbroadWherever you go, locals love their home bestand assume you are visiting because your country is inferior or you couldn’t find a husband thereor occasionally both. This leads to some awkward conversations but switching topics from politics and sex to foodguarantees a happier exchange. Admiring babies is non-controversialbut do not pat their round heads or squeeze their chubby toes without permission.
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Apr 15, 2024 | 
tnq.ca | Susan Glickman
Like InstrumentsWhen I was a childwhatever I saw stirred me:pinecone, seashell, duck, caterpillar,the sable-tipped russet hairs of a foxits golden eyesfull of wilderness,the wilderness. Everything was tuned to the same vibrationlike instruments to concert A,despite the momentary dissonanceof red innards by the roadside,a squirrel’s corpse,grandparents dying one by oneyounger than I am nowthough they seemed so old.
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Feb 2, 2024 | 
thewalrus.ca | Susan Glickman
Absorbed in deadheading rosespeonies and day liliesweeding between the ruffled headsof lettuce, the toppled rhubarb stalkspinching back tomato plantspruning stray branchesto let sunlight brightenthe gardenI ignored an infestationof sawfly larvaeon the not-yet-blooming loosestrifeuntil they had made ribbonsof the leaves. Isn’t that how it always is? Problems multiply unnoticedin the lea of our preoccupationsuntil they have grown riotous.
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Dec 21, 2023 | 
reviewcanada.ca | Susan Glickman
To his many fans, Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the starship Enterprise embodies the best qualities of twentieth-century humanity projected onto a twenty-fourth-century future. As our representative to other species in the galaxy, he is moral, dignified, compassionate, intelligent, and cultured, all of which is symbolized by his beverage of choice: “Tea. Earl Grey.
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Jul 17, 2023 | 
memoirland.substack.com | Milan Kundera |BK Loren |Susan Glickman |Mike McClelland
Welcome to Memoir Land—a newsletter edited by , now featuring three verticals: Memoir Monday, a weekly curation of the best personal essays from around the web brought to you by Narratively, The Rumpus, Granta, Guernica, Oldster Magazine, Literary Hub, Orion Magazine, The Walrus, and Electric Literature. First Person Singular, featuring original personal essays. Recently I published “The Re-Parent Trap” by . (***Submissions for First Person Singular are now PAUSED.
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Jun 21, 2023 | 
reviewcanada.ca | Susan Glickman
Throughout the pandemic, it has been common to hear certain anti-vaxxers proclaim their refusal to be used as experimental “guinea pigs” by malevolent scientists. Given how belligerent the most extreme of these folks generally are, it is unlikely that anyone would mistake them for the placid, affectionate, and highly social animals that go by that name. A misnomer, really, since the small furry creatures don’t come from the country of Guinea nor are they pigs.
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Jun 1, 2023 | 
tnq.ca | Susan Glickman
I needed a prose project to work on but found myself silenced in the face of mass extinction, climate change, the COVID-19 pandemic, and right-wing nationalism and autocracy around the globe. Soon afterwards, Russia invaded Ukraine. To ward off despair and to keep writing – because I am miserable when not writing – I occupied myself with these odd little appreciations of things that intrigue me and give me pleasure.
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Apr 24, 2023 | 
tnq.ca | Susan Glickman
There is one other totem in the garden: a serene Buddha sheltering under a rosebush just as you enter the gate at the opposite end. Between them they offer abundant if contradictory spiritual counsel, Buddha promising release from the wheel of suffering if you seek refuge in your immortal mind and Gargoyle reminding you of not only the pain but also the joy of life in your strong yet vulnerable body.
