Tag Archives: Jeanne Bryner

Learning to heal

Jeanne Bryner Nora Mazur Newton Falls, Ohio, United States   Top pieced by Jeanne Bryner Quilting done by Nora Mazur Jeanne Bryner: Quilts are important in my Appalachian culture. Narratives of beauty and truth are pieced together, preserving family history. This quilt contains photos of a special family of international sisters and brothers in the […]

Moments in nursing

Jeanne Bryner Nora Mazur Newton Falls, Ohio, United States   Top pieced by Jeanne Bryner Quilting done by Nora Mazur Jeanne Bryner: On any given day, one of our cells may deviate from its usual path. Others cells may follow, leading us from a state of wellness to one of illness. How can we survive […]

Blessed is the heart

Jeanne Bryner Newton Falls, Ohio, United States   Study of standing chute. Dominik Skutecký. 1880-1900. Slovak National Gallery. Image Source Peacemaker inside the great barn father of us all, he passes the meat plate, its thick roast to the left his fork last in line. Bless his bulbous nose, ruddy face and bloodshot eyes, his slur […]

Morning note

Jeanne Bryner Warren, Ohio, USA Poet’s statement: “Morning note” was a response to finding my husband’s note. Couples who have come through this type of grief know its depth. There are many gravesites on our journey. Names we dare not speak burn themselves inside our hearts.   Morning note In a few moments I’ll let […]

Prayer for my Village – When a Friend Asks Me What It’s Like to See Someone Die

Jeanne Bryner Warren, Ohio, USA   Poet’s statement: Both of these poems were written while I was at Vermont Studio Center on an international fellowship. Artists from all disciplines, states, and nations ate together, worked in their studios, presented slides, and gave readings of works-in-progress. It was precious. And I thought, why must we have […]

Apple Tree – Baby Poems

Jeanne Bryner, RN Cortland, Ohio, USA Poet’s statement: Working in pediatrics, I find children’s bodies/spirits revealed in nature and my art. A child’s presence brings light to a room and hope to our world.   Apple tree Here, in the backyard, beyond the clothesline where I hang my sheets, my eyes are drawn to the […]