Earle Birney (1904-1995), the father of modern Canadian poetry, was one of Canada's finest writers and the author of "David," arguably the most popular Canadian poem of all time. One Muddy Selected Poems features Birney's best work, spanning his entire writing career from 1926 to 1987.
Born in Calgary, Birney grew up in different parts of Alberta before his family settled in Banff. In 1922 he enrolled at the University of British Columbia, where he received his BA in English. He earned his MA and PhD from the University of Toronto and also studied at Berkeley and the University of London. Birney's first and second volumes of poetry, David and Other Poems, and Now is Time, both won the Governor General's Award. In addition to publishing over twenty collections of poems over his lifetime, he published two novels, including Turvey--which won the Stephen Leacock Memorial Medal for Humour in 1949--several plays, three books of criticism and a memoir. Birney was a noted teacher of creative writing and literature, known for inspiring a generation of students to become writers, educators and scholars. He had a distinguished career at UBC, where he founded Canada's first creative writing department in 1963, and he was University of Toronto's first writer-in-residence in 1965.
Using Birney's Ghost in the Selected Poems as a guide, editor Sam Solecki chose the remainder of the poems. Here are Birney's most-loved poems, such as "David," "Bushed," "A walk in Kyoto," "The bear on the Delhi road," "El Espolio" and "For Wailan," a sequence of love poems that are among the best in the Canadian canon. The only Birney book of poems currently available, One Muddy Hand brings a canonical author's poetry back into print and will be an important addition to bookshelves everywhere.
Earle Alfred Birney was a distinguished Canadian poet and novelist, who twice won the Governor General's Award, Canada's top literary honor, for his poetry.
One of my favourite poem's is Canadian poet Earle Birney's "i think you are a whole city." I happened upon this beauty in an anthology. It's just gorgeous. It makes me think of my sister, Rachel. Here it is..
i think you are a whole city
and yesterday when i first touched you i started moving thru one of your suburbs where all the gardens are fresh with faces of you flowering
some girls are only houses maybe a strip development woman you are miles of boulevards with supple trees unpruned and full of winding honesties
so give me time i want i want to know all your squares and cloverleafs im steering now by a constellation winking over this nights rim from some great beachside of you with highrises and a spotlit beaux arts
i can hear your beat- ing center will i will i make it are there maps of you i keep circling imagining parks fountains your stores
back in my single bed i wander your stranger dreaming i am your citizen
Apparently after writing David, Birney was asked at almost every reading or class he taught for the rest of his life whether he had actually pushed a climbing partner off a cliff.
While David's fantasy and flaws make it one of the great Canadian poems, the man is more than one poem and deserves to be read.
here's a favorite that seems relevant:
"Billboards Build Freedom of Choice
Yegtit? Look See. AMERICA BUILDS BILLBOARDS so billboards kin bill freedoma choice between-yeah between billbores no WAIT its yedoan hafta chose no more between say like trees and billbores lessa course wenna buncha trees is flattint out inta BILLB- yeah yegotit youkin pick between well hey! see! like dat! ALL VYNIL GET WELL DOLLS $6.98 or-watch wasdat comin up? PREPAID CAT? PREPAID CATASTOPHE COVERAGE yeah hell youkin have damnear anythin FREE 48 INCH TV IN EVERY ROOM see! or watchit! OUR PIES TASTE LIKE MOTHERS yeah but look bud no chickenin out because billbores build AM- yeah an AMERICA BUILDS MORE buildbores to build more- sure yougotta! yugotta have FREEDOM TO hey!.." (and on and on it goes)
- Earle Birney
Wish I could find a reading of this. It doesn't surprise me that he was a writer for Fraggle Rock.