Emily Pauline Johnson

[Tekahionwake] (10 March 1861 – 7 March 1913 / Chiefswood, Ontario)

Emily Pauline Johnson Poems

1. The King's Consort 1/1/2004
2. The Idlers 1/1/2004
3. Through Time And Bitter Distance 4/7/2010
4. When George Was King 4/7/2010
5. Workworn 1/1/2004
6. Joe 5/8/2012
7. Where Leaps The Ste. Marie 1/1/2004
8. The Man In Chrysanthemum Land 1/1/2004
9. Lady Lorgnette 1/1/2004
10. The Pilot Of The Plains 4/7/2010
11. Low Tide At St. Andrews 1/1/2004
12. Give Us Barabbas 4/7/2010
13. The Vine 1/1/2004
14. Easter 1/1/2004
15. Wave-Won 1/1/2004
16. Dawendine 1/1/2004
17. Golden--Of The Selkirks 1/1/2004
18. Under Canvas 1/1/2004
19. Your Mirror Frame 1/1/2004
20. Wolverine 4/7/2010
21. The Indian Corn Planter 1/1/2004
22. The Firs 1/1/2004
23. And He Said, Fight On 4/7/2010
24. The Trail To Lillooet 1/1/2004
25. Prairie Greyhounds (C.P.R. "No. 1," Westbound) 1/1/2004
26. The Quill Worker 1/1/2004
27. The Ballad Of Yaada (A Legend Of The Pacific Coast) 1/1/2004
28. Erie Waters 1/1/2004
29. The Vagabonds 1/1/2004
30. Marshlands 1/1/2004
31. The Art Of Alma-Tadema 1/1/2004
32. The City And The Sea 1/1/2004
33. Brier: Good Friday 4/7/2010
34. Thistle-Down 1/1/2004
35. Brandon 1/1/2004
36. The Song My Paddle Sings 4/7/2010
37. The Songster 1/1/2004
38. My English Letter 1/1/2004
39. The Camper 1/1/2004
40. At Half-Mast 1/1/2004

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    Wonderful profile:
    Johnson was notable for her poems and performances that celebrated her First Nations heritage; her father was a Mohawk chief of mixed ancestry, and her mother an English immigrant.

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Best Poem of Emily Pauline Johnson

Harvest Time

Pillowed and hushed on the silent plain,
Wrapped in her mantle of golden grain,

Wearied of pleasuring weeks away,
Summer is lying asleep to-day,--

Where winds come sweet from the wild-rose briers
And the smoke of the far-off prairie fires;

Yellow her hair as the goldenrod,
And brown her cheeks as the prairie sod;

Purple her eyes as the mists that dream
At the edge of some laggard sun-drowned stream;

But over their depths the lashes sweep,
For Summer is lying to-day asleep.

The north wind kisses her rosy mouth,
His ...

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Overlooked

Sleep, with her tender balm, her touch so kind,
Has passed me by;
Afar I see her vesture, velvet-lined,
Float silently;
O! Sleep, my tired eyes had need of thee!
Is thy sweet kiss not meant to-night for me?

Peace, with the blessings that I longed for so,
Has passed me by;