In the last decade of her life of fifty years, Anne Wilkinson (1910-61) published two collections of poetry, and two books of prose that marked her as one of the finest Canadian writers of her time. Her poems celebrate a sensuous identification with nature, with love, with life itself. They focus on the beauty and richness of life, as well as its pain, with elegance and wit, light and lively diction, and intense emotion. They have, moreover, a laconic pertness that rivals Emily Dickinson.
“This Canadian poet’s obscurity is a crime against literature.” —The Edmonton Journal