The Essential Travis Lane by Travis LaneThe Essential Travis Lane by Travis Lane

The Essential Travis Lane

byTravis LaneEditorShane Neilson

Paperback | September 30, 2015

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The Essential Travis Lane presents a selection of poems by a Canadian poet who combines exquisite observations of the natural world with profound thoughts about time and mortality.

Millicent Elizabeth Travis Lane was born in 1934 in San Antonio, Texas. She moved to Fredericton, New Brunswick in 1960 where to this day she holds the title of Honourary Research Associate for the Department of English at UNB. In addition to having published fourteen books of poetry, Lane's poetry reviews have appeared in a number of...
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Title:The Essential Travis LaneFormat:PaperbackDimensions:64 pages, 8.75 × 5.55 × 0.3 inPublished:September 30, 2015Publisher:Porcupine's QuillLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:0889843880

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A Dream for MargaretLook, there are lights in the lemon trees.The pale sea quakesin the lime-bellied snares. The orchard floats.And see-where the lighted ocean flakes,the long drowned palace quiveringin shadows there.(Bells nod, chink softly in the foam.)Where was out scented mansion? There-where stairs of marble moonlight drift,the feathered shadestreaks darkness on the foamy steps;where fireflies come,slight flakes of meaning touch the air.The cool lights shaking in the groves(pale moons of childhood, whispering,)toll prisoned seas; the meanings fade.The flecked mermaidens are ourselves,O Margaret. Pluck not the lime.Lights in the orchard drown all time."Only Connect"A lavish hand for little us, God's-or perhaps that hydrogenthat trims the mind's circumference,lavish, and always distanter.So close at homewe feel the waning of the heart.The edges of the universe, the Word,retire. The friends die off.The child sets out on labyrinths.Goodbye. Goodbye.What hand can reach out towards us from that dark?But do we want a motion from the dead?A hand that rises from the sea,shakes, and, its fingers numbing,fails. It slips against our gunnels, sinks.The boat bobs on the inky waves.I grab the oars. They thump and rap,a vulgar spirit ouija-ing, not real,not real. We all escape, grow separate.More room, more room, the March Hare cried,space head.

Table of Contents

  • Foreword
  • An Inch Or So Of Garden
    • A Dream for Margaret
    • The Master Builder
    • Introduction to Caribou City
  • Poems 1968-1972
    • Pleasant Things
    • This Being the Case
    • Spring Break-up
    • The Hayman
    • The Statue
    • Plain Stars
    • The Song of Lot's Wife
    • What Moves is Held
    • At Night Up Here The Road is Different
    • Mirrorings
    • I've Been to My Sweetheart's
    • The Grindstone
    • Astronomical
    • Spring Sours
    • A Stone From Fundy
  • Divinations and Shorter Poems 1973-1978
    • The Grand Mirrors at Versailles
    • Matins
    • Last Picnic
    • That Eye
    • Colonial
    • The Healed Child
    • Ready To Sleep
    • Sleeping Children
  • Reckonings Poems 1979-85
    • "Only Connect"
    • Your Other Word
    • Six Poems Looking at a Sculpture By Ulker Ozerdem
  • About M. Travis Lane
  • Travis Lane: A Bibliography

Editorial Reviews

The Essential Travis Lane presents a selection of poems by a Canadian poet who combines exquisite observations of the natural world with profound thoughts about time and mortality.



`M. Travis Lane has existed somewhat apart from the major impulses within Canadian poetry-a positioning which has, in all likelihood, enhanced her poetic vision. She writes like no other poets I know.'

- Jeanette Lynes