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JILES, Paulette (b. 1943):
"Far and Scattered Are the Tribes that Industrialization has left Behind"
IN: Lee, 123-124.
Comment: A poem containing an ecofeminist critique of modern life. Images of natural destruction.
"Winter Night on the River"
IN: Lee, 130.
Comment: Experience of the natural environment.
JOHNSON, Helen M.:
"Our Native Land"
IN: Dewart, 80-82.
Comment: Poem simply calls "our" native land beautiful. Rhetorical questions seek comparison: "What land more beautiful than ours?"
JOHNSON, Pauline (1862-1913):
IN: Atwood, 60; Daymond & Monkman, I, 357-358; Gerson & Davies, 305-306.
Comment: Johnson is a First-Nation writer. Many visual and acoustic impressions. Landscape atmosphere captured. Close observation.
IN: Gerson & Davies, 310; Daymond & Monkman, I, 358-359.
"The Song My Paddle Sings" (1892)
IN: Colombo (1978), 72-74; Gerson & Davies, 301-303.
Comment: See GARVIN, 150-152. Praise of the river.
JONES, DouglasGordon (b. 1929):
"Northern Water Thrush" (1957/1961)
IN: Daymond & Monkman, II, 467-468.
Comment: Close observation of bird.
"The River: North of Guelph" (1961)
IN: Atwood, 279-281.
Comment: Private existence projected onto, and reflected in, the river. The river as a moral emblem: "Quiet river, brief/ image of my boredom,/ you reflect the flatness of my soul". At the end of the poem there is the image of a crow diving into the water. Further impression: Waste produces an aesthetic effect: "A tin/ funnel,/ pitched into the middle of the stream, catches the light and sends it back."
"For Spring" (1967)
IN: Atwood, 282-283.
Comment: A kind of imagistic poem. Minimal phrasing is charged with plenty of meaning.
"These Trees Are No Forest Mourners" (1961)
IN: Atwood, 278-279.
Comment: Somebody's son died in the forest. Evocation of the comforting presence and continuity of trees.
"God's Winter Playground"
IN: Canadian Chamber of Contemporary Poetry, 349.
Comment: Speaker is thrilled by the winter beauty of the landscape. Awareness of "the rare magnificence of God's winter playground", on the one hand, and the damage produced by modern technology and civilization, on the other.