Mature art, I think, emerges when there's a certain balance of tensions, when there's neither neurotic prostration nor cold rationality, but an… — Earle Birney Art Copy Share Image
The essentials of poetry are rhythm, dance, and the human voice. — Earle Birney Essentials Copy Share Image
“The Sun never sets. It is we who rise think to shine. ” — Earle Birney Inspirational Copy Share Image
The history of the development of contemporary writing in Vancouver from 1946 to 1960 is pretty largely a one-man show, and that… — Earle Birney 1960s Copy Share Image
It is not easy to free myth from reality or rear this fellow up to lutch, lurch with them in the tranced… — Earle Birney Dancer Copy Share Image
Through the cold time she holds me with evergreen devotion she bears up my whiteness. — Earle Birney Bears Copy Share Image
“Since we had always sky about, when we had eagles they flew out leaving no shadow bigger then wrens' to trouble our… — Earle Birney Can-lit Copy Share Image
