Edward Alan Sullivan was a Canadian poet and author of short stories.
Born in St. George's Rectory, Montreal, Alan Sullivan was the oldest son of Edward Sullivan and Frances Mary Renaud. In 1869, his father became rector of Trinity Church, Chicago. The family moved to the city in 1871, and thus witnessed the Great Chicago Fire. When he was 15, Alan began attending Loretto in Musselburgh, Scotland, a famous school for boys.
On his return to Canada, he attended the School of Practical Science, Toronto. After this he did railway exploration work in the West, and later worked in mining. He was assistant engineer in the Clergue enterprises at Sault Ste. ... more »
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Alan Sullivan Poems
Brébeuf and Lalemant
Came Jean Brébeuf from Rennes, in Normandy, To preach the written word in Sainte Marie– The Ajax of the Jesuit enterprise: Huge, dominant and bold–augustly wise.
The Little Street
Listen. The clop of wooden soles still sounds along this crudely cobbled alleyway, a washerwoman sings a rondelet, and two young truants haggle over rounds of jacks.
Came Those Who Saw and Loved Her
Came those who saw and loved her, She was so fair to see! No whit their homage moved her, So proud she was, so free;
Upon the liquid tide of air It swayed beside a dappled cloud: It seemed athwart the sun to fare Full of strong flight, as though endowed
The ancient and the lovely land Is sown with death; across the plain Ungarnered now the orchards stand, The Maxim nestles in the grain, The shrapnel spreads a stinging flail
Grant me, dear Lord, the alchemy of toil, Clean days of labour, dreamless nights of rest, And that which shall my weariness assoil The sanctuary of one beloved breast:
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(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
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Brébeuf and Lalemant
Came Jean Brébeuf from Rennes, in Normandy,
To preach the written word in Sainte Marie–
The Ajax of the Jesuit enterprise:
Huge, dominant and bold–augustly wise.
The zealot's flame deep in the hot brown eyes
That glowed with strange and holy whisperings,
And searched the stars, and caught angelic wings
Beating through visions of mysterious things.
Once, in the sky, a cross and martyr's crown
Hung o'er the squalor of the Huron town.
And spectres, armed with javelin and sword,
Foreshadowed the dread army of the Lord;
But, onward through the forest, to his ...