Through the cold time she holds me with evergreen devotion she bears up my whiteness.
Through the cold time she holds me with evergreen devotion she bears up my whiteness. - Earle Birney
- Earle Birney
It is not easy to free myth from reality or rear this fellow up to lutch, lurch with them in the tranced dancing of men. - Earle Birney
It is not easy to free myth from reality or rear this fellow up to lutch, lurch with them in the tranced dancing of men.
The essentials of poetry are rhythm, dance, and the human voice. - Earle Birney
The essentials of poetry are rhythm, dance, and the human voice.
Mature art, I think, emerges when there's a certain balance of tensions, when there's neither neurotic prostration nor cold rationality, but an a… - Earle Birney
Mature art, I think, emerges when there's a certain balance of tensions, when there's neither neurotic prostration nor cold rationality, but an a…
The history of the development of contemporary writing in Vancouver from 1946 to 1960 is pretty largely a one-man show, and that man was me. - Earle Birney
The history of the development of contemporary writing in Vancouver from 1946 to 1960 is pretty largely a one-man show, and that man was me.
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