GinNie Tanner Smith
Biography of GinNie Tanner Smith
Born to simple folk from North Vernon, Indiana, who divorced after my near death at age four, gave many challenges my emotional and social status in the forties to date. For six years I lived with a good Catholic couple, slept on a cot in their dining room and endured not seeing my two sisters or brother during that time.
My mother's life style was known by all and indeed those good townsfolk deemed that I would be of the same troubled and undesirable type of woman. However, the woman I called Aunt Bert, placed in my heart that I may not be better than anyone else, I was certainly as good. She mentored me through grade school and the taunts of my classmates and others in the community.
I moved to my Uncle's home where our family had founded Boone County, at Florence, Kentucky. There the world opened up to acceptance and such positive opportunities; it was if the Ohio river divided two greatly different worlds.
My innate talents of the arts were developed by various teachers and family members along the way and gave me a sense of empowerment to sustain me.
The faith of my pioneer ancestry and personal experiences have been powerful to form a simple woman who simply shares the scars, the healing, the verses and ponderings that fill my heart and soul nearly every moment of every day.
GinNie Tanner Smith's Works:
The Heart and Soul of a Woman
We Are All Poets
- Silent Steps
- Crisp Declarations
- The Corn Did Talk
- Among The Stars
- Youthful Stranger
- Gems In My Hand
- Harvest Home Gathering
- Would Heaven Not Be Fairer
- Haunt the Halls of Capitol Hill
- Magnolia Moon for Miss Kate
- Saints Are Human
- The Point Is
- Winter Reflections of 1966
Gin-Nie Tanner Smith
January 15,2013, Copy Right 2013 ©
Miles are between us, there is naught one step towards or from I can't recall,
The pure joy, the angst; the love and laughter; betrayal or trust, we had it all;
Were it possible to lay my fingers upon your check to soothe the stress away,
Or to gently stroke your forearm to relax the angst or pull of the day;
There are days under dark, ominous clouds that both warms and chills as one,