Bliss William Carman
Bliss Carman FRSC was a Canadian poet. He was born William Bliss Carman in Fredericton, in the Maritime province of New Brunswick. He published under the name "Bliss Carman," although the "Bliss" is his mother's surname.
As with many Canadian poets, nature figures prominently as a theme in his work. In his time, he was arguably Canada's best known poet, and was dubbed by some the "unofficial poet laureate of Canada."
Bliss Carman was the great-grandson of United Empire Loyalists who fled to Nova Scotia after the American Revolution, settling in New Brunswick (then part of Nova Scotia). His literary roots run deep with an ancestry that ... more »
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Bliss William Carman Poems
A Winter Piece
OVER the rim of a lacquered bowl, Where a cold blue water-color stands I see the wintry breakers roll
A Vagabond Song
There is something in the autumn that is native to my blood— Touch of manner, hint of mood; And my heart is like a rhyme,
NOW the stars have faded In the purple chill, Lo, the sun is kindling On the eastern hill.
A Song Before Sailing
Wind of the dead men's feet, Blow down the empty street Of this old city by the sea With news for me!
An April Morning
ONCE more in misted April The world is growing green. Along the winding river The plumey willows lean.
A Sea Child
The lover of child Marjory Had one white hour of life brim full; Now the old nurse, the rocking sea, Hath him to lull.
A Creature Catechism
LORD, said a flying fish, Below the foundations of storm We feel the primal wish
A Northern Vigil
HERE by the gray north sea, In the wintry heart of the wild, Comes the old dream of thee, Guendolen, mistress and child.
NOW the fire is lighted On the chimney stone, Day goes down the valley, I am left alone.
Above The Gaspereau
To H. E. C. THERE are sunflowers too in my garden on top of the hill, Where now in the early September the sun has his will—
A Mountain Gateway
I know a vale where I would go one day, When June comes back and all the world once more Is glad with summer. Deep in shade it lies
An Autumn Garden
My tent stands in a garden Of aster and golden-rod, Tilled by the rain and the sunshine, And sown by the hand of God, -
Hem And Haw
Hem and Haw were the sons of sin, Created to shally and shirk; Hem lay 'round and Haw looked on While God did all the work.
A Fireside Vision
ONCE I walked the world enchanted Through the scented woods of spring, Hand in hand with Love, in rapture Just to hear a bluebird sing.
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A Winter Piece
OVER the rim of a lacquered bowl,
Where a cold blue water-color stands
I see the wintry breakers roll
And heave their froth up the freezing sands.
Here in immunity safe and dull,
Soul treads her circuit of trivial things.
There soul's brother, a shining gull,
Dares the rough weather on dauntless wings.