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Dinah

by Glenn Currier

I met a woman last night,
my curiosity about her
peaked by the glow
in the image of her
spoken by my cousin
in the wide plain
and deep lake
of our conversations.

The woman's skill, astute attention,
and firm instruction
evident in the seemingly miraculous
reversal of the swampy
drippings of aging
normal in an octiginarian.

Do you know those rare first encounters
when you see and touch
the tender roots of an orchid plant?

What a delight to hear and see
in our brief wide exchange
each color soaked petal
reveal the sweet soul
and large heart
of a woman who had discovered
that rare, emerald region
between professionalism
and compassion.

I met a woman last night
who made me proud to be human.


February 22, 2012
Alexandria, Louisiana

02/22/2012

Author's Note: Dedicated to Dinah, the occupational therapist who has befriended and guided my dear cousin Marcia from being a near invalid to a walking, functional, determined, healthy model for those of us in danger of being victimized by the aging process.

Posted on 02/22/2012
Copyright © 2025 Glenn Currier

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 02/22/12 at 05:26 PM

This is a great tribute to that woman, and it is refreshing to read about an individual who is making a difference. Thanks, Glenn.

Posted by George Hoerner on 02/22/12 at 10:00 PM

A really nice write Glenn. It reminds of the time a year ago when I met the mother of my son's mother-in-law. We had been told she had some dementia. She and I ended up having a very lengthy conversation at the dinner table after we finished eating. After she left I thought she showed me none of her so called dementia in our talk. To the contrary she was attentive and in carried on a very fluent conversation. We talked about art and literature and I thought all she really needs is someone to talk to her. I think sometimes relatives can be too close to the elderly or maybe not considerate enough, I'm not sure which.

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 03/11/12 at 06:30 PM

A most compassionate tribute to a particular person and humankind.

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