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dcb_dbc: It's National Indigenous History Month! Today we remember Emily Pauline Johnson (1861-1913), author and performer. She emerged, not as the serious poet she longed to be, but as a popular performer of her own material.

litttree: Re-voyage by Emily Pauline Johnson

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Coriolismusic: Lost to my longing sight, And nothing left to me Save an oncoming night,— An empty sea. — Emily Pauline Johnson

platospupil: And only where the forest fires have sped,  Scorching relentlessly the cool north lands, A sweet wild flower lifts its purple head,  And, like some gentle spirit sorrow-fed, It hides the scars with almost human hands.  –Emily Pauline Johnson (1861-1913)

BryonySeries: Like a grey shadow lurking in the light, He ventures forth along the edge of night; With silent foot he scouts the coulie's rim And scents the carrion awaiting him. "The Wolf" by Emily Pauline Johnson.

chiefswood: Nia:wen/Thank You to everyone who visited the Women of Chiefswood exhibit over the last two weeks. We hope you enjoyed the Chiefswood Collection & learned something new about E. Pauline Johnson, Emily Johnson and Evelyn Johnson Check back for an announcement about future exhibits

chiefswood: Only two days left to view the Women of Chiefswood Exhibit!! Witness never before seen artifacts from the Chiefswood Collection that highlight E. Pauline Johnson, her sister Evelyn Johnson and their mother, Emily Johnson.

group_insta: A thin wet sky, that yellows at the rim, And meets with sun-lost lip the marsh’s brim. EMILY PAULINE JOHNSON Canadian Poet

CARDlNALBOOKS: Emily Pauline Johnson (also known as Tekahionwake) was a mixed-race poet, writer, and artist born in 1861 on the Six Nations Reserve in Canada. As a child she suffered from poor health and received an Anglican education from her family members and non-Indigenous governess.

CARDlNALBOOKS: ㅤㅤ EMILY PAULINE JOHNSON (1861-1913) “And only to the heart that knows of grief, / Of desolating fire, of human pain, / There comes some purifying sweet belief, / Some fellow-feeling beautiful, if brief, / And life revives, and blossoms once again.”

Roy_Wallen: The cedar trees have sung their vesper hymn, And now the music sleeps-- Its benediction falling where the dim Dusk of the forest creeps. Emily Pauline Johnson, also known as Tekahionwake, born on this date in 1861

Book_Addict: Happy birthday to Canadian poet Emily Pauline Johnson (March 10, 1861), author of "Flint and Feather” (1912) et al.

susannaoauthor: We celebrate famous Canadian entertainer/poet Emily Pauline Johnson (her Mohawk name Tekahionwake). She died on this day in 1913. She is the only known person who is buried in Stanley Park.

chiefswood: Chiefswood National Historic Site will be hosting an exhibit to celebrate International Women's Day, E. Pauline Johnson's birthday and the women of Chiefswood The exhibit will showcase the lives of E. Pauline Johnson, her mother, Emily S. Howells, and her sister, Evelyn Johnson

dcb_dbc: Bio of the Day: George Henry Martin Johnson, also called Onwanonsyshon, was a Six Nations chief and interpreter. He and his wife Emily Howells had four children, including Emily Pauline (Tekahionwake), well known as a poet and lecturer.

AGENT301XO: I learned her name as ERNESTINE Pauline Johnson, internet says EMILY PAULINE JOHNSON. Pauline Johnson was the FIRST global super star. In fact her legacy lives to the day. Mohawk Poetess. Kinda like the Taylor Swift but from 1877.

deannamascle: The Lost Lagoon by Emily Pauline Johnson - Poems | Academy of American Poets

Turtlewiseredd1: The Lost Lagoon by Emily Pauline Johnson

djcontraption: ..we two dreaming the dusk away, Beneath the drift of a twilight grey— Beneath the drowse of an ending day And the curve of a golden moon. It is dark on the Lost Lagoon, And gone are the depths of haunting blue... fr—The Lost Lagoon Emily Pauline Johnson

pinuspalustris: Native American poet Emily Pauline Johnson wrote this lovely poem arrrrrrrround 1900.

Eric_M_Murphy: “…O lure of the Lost Lagoon— I dream to-night that my paddle blurs The purple shade where the seaweed stirs— I hear the call of the singing firs In the hush of the golden moon.” —Emily Pauline Johnson

JeffreyRothsch3: The Lost Lagoon by Emily Pauline Johnson - Poems | Academy of American Poets

JeffreyRothsch3: Through Time and Bitter Distance by Emily Pauline Johnson - Poems | Academy of American Poets

Kerria: Poem by Emily Pauline Johnson (1861-1913), also known as Tekahionwake, her Mohawk name. Johnson was a Canadian poet who was inspired by her indigenous and English roots.

Aburg_TownHall: Emily Pauline Johnson - Tekahionwake A remarkable writer who trailblazed a path for many.

CailinCeltic: But through the night time I shall hear within The murmur of these trees, The calling of your distant violin Sobbing across the seas, And waking wind,and star-reflected light Shall voice my answering.Good-night,Good-night. Finale -- Emily Pauline Johnson Images- PicFinder

CailinCeltic: A Turned Down Page -- Emily Pauline Johnson Images - Google PicFinder

cocktaillion: Hushed lie the sedges, and the vapours creep, Thick, grey and humid, while the marshes sleep. (Emily Pauline Johnson, 1861–1913)

POETSorg: A thin wet sky, that yellows at the rim, And meets with sun-lost lip the marsh’s brim. —Emily Pauline Johnson

dcb_dbc: It's National Indigenous History Month! Today we remember Emily Pauline Johnson (1861-1913), author and performer. She emerged, not as the serious poet she longed all her life to be, but as a popular performer of her own material.

StLeoCS: Today we celebrate Emily Pauline Johnson. She was a poet, author and performer who was popular in the late 19th and early 20th centuries. Johnson was a key figure in the development of Canadian literature and has made and left her mark on indigenous writing and performances.

tbzlitbot: And only to the heart that knows of grief, Of desolating fire, of human pain, There comes some purifying sweet belief, Some fellow-feeling beautiful, if brief. And life revives, and blossoms once again. — Emily Pauline Johnson

TheNewsForum_: Emily Pauline Johnson was a Canadian poet, author, and performer. Johnson—whose poetry was published in Canada, the United States, and Great Britain—was among a generation of widely-read writers who began to define Canadian literature.

o_franco_aleman: Emily Pauline Johnson

POETSorg: And only where the forest fires have sped, Scorching relentlessly the cool north lands, A sweet wild flower lifts its purple head, And, like some gentle spirit sorrow-fed, It hides the scars with almost human hands. —Emily Pauline Johnson

CailinCeltic: And life revives,and blossoms again. Fire-Flowers Emily Pauline Johnson Images -Google PicFinder

CailinCeltic: There is a lonely minor chord that sings Faintly and far along the forest ways When the firs finger faintly on the strings Of that rare violin the night wind plays, Just as it whispered once to you and me Beneath the English pines beyond the sea. The Firs - Emily Pauline Johnson

CailinCeltic: "But oh,these days will be so dear Through all the bleak and coming year, This passion week of gold and grey, Will haunt my life and bless my way In Morrow Land." Morrow Land - Emily Pauline Johnson ( Tekahion/Wake) Art - Consuelo Parra

CailinCeltic: They both live where they daily meet Temptations through their lives so sweet An undercurrent 'round their feet The stream of love and truth to blend, A sweetness Heaven alone can send The iris and my little friend. Iris To Floretta - Emily Pauline Johnson ( Tekahionwake )

CailinCeltic: A Turned Down Page -- Emily Pauline Johnson Images -Google PicFinder

WildOnesNatives: “…And life revives, and blossoms once again.” —Emily Pauline Johnson Enjoy Cindy Crosby's latest blog post, "Three Reasons to Hike the May Prairie."

katiesteedly: And only to the heart that knows of grief, Of desolating fire, of human pain, There comes some purifying sweet belief, Some fellow-feeling beautiful, if brief. And life revives, and blossoms once again. - Emily Pauline Johnson

Matthew_NCC1701: "Fire-Flowers" by Emily Pauline Johnson

PUCKFOUSE: And only to the heart that knows of grief, Of desolating fire, of human pain, There comes some purifying sweet belief, Some fellow-feeling, beautiful, if brief. And life revives, and blossoms once again ~Emily Pauline Johnson

NatalieLydick: “And only to the heart that knows of grief,   Of desolating fire, of human pain, There comes some purifying sweet belief,  Some fellow-feeling beautiful, if brief.   And life revives, and blossoms once again.” - Emily Pauline Johnson (Tekahionwake), “Fire-Flowers”

aprilkeech: Fire-Flowers Emily Pauline Johnson, First People’s Canadian poet And only where the forest fires have sped, Scorching relentlessly the cool north lands, A sweet wild flower lifts its purple head, And, like some gentle spirit sorrow-fed, It hides the scars....

aprilkeech: Fire-Flowers Emily Pauline Johnson ... with almost human hands And only to the heart that knows of grief, Of desolating fire, of human pain, There comes some purifying sweet belief, Some fellow-feeling beautiful, if brief. And life revives, and blossoms once again.

djcontraption: It hides the scars with almost human hands. And only to the heart that knows of grief, Of desolating fire, of human pain, There comes some purifying sweet belief, Some fellow-feeling beautiful, if brief . . . fr—Fire-Flowers Emily Pauline Johnson

Honoreye69: 2/2 And only to the heart that knows of grief, Of desolating fire, of human pain, There comes some purifying sweet belief, Some fellow-feeling beautiful, if brief. And life revives, and blossoms once again. - Emily Pauline Johnson

JeffreyRothsch3: Fire-Flowers by Emily Pauline Johnson - Poems | Academy of American Poets

ShieldsAndrew: 28 March 2021: Emily Pauline Johnson, "Joe"

CailinCeltic: But through the night time I shall hear within The murmur of these trees, The calling of your distant violin Sobbing across the seas And waking wind,and star-reflected light Shall voice my answering.Good-night,Good-night. Finale -- Emily Pauline Johnson Images -Google PicFinder

wikivictorian: Emily Pauline Johnson, also known by her Mohawk stage name Tekahionwake, was a Canadian poet, author, and performer who was popular in the late 19th and early 20th centuries. Her father was a hereditary Mohawk chief of mixed ancestry and her mother was an English immigrant.

wpglibrary: Today's literary birthday is E. Pauline Johnson, (a.k.a. Tekahionwake, “double wampum”) poet, writer, artist, performer. Catalogue:

Roy_Wallen: The cedar trees have sung their vesper hymn, And now the music sleeps-- Its benediction falling where the dim Dusk of the forest creeps. Emily Pauline Johnson, also known as Tekahionwake, born on this date in 1861

TrentDurhamLib: Today is the birthday of Emily Pauline Johnson (Tekahionwake), a Mohawk poet, writer, artist, and interpreter who was born in Ontario in 1861! We have a number of her works in Omni for you to read - swipe for some suggestions!

Book_Addict: Happy birthday to Canadian poet Emily Pauline Johnson (March 10, 1861), author of "Flint and Feather” (1912) et al.

Tekahionwake: Currently quoting from 'The White Wampum' by Emily Pauline Johnson, aka Tekahionwake, published in 1895.

Tekahionwake: 'The White Wampum' by Emily Pauline Johnson, aka Tekahionwake, published in 1895.

danalevinpoet: Also, Emily Pauline Johnson (Tekahionwake) sounds like a fascinating person:

land_alliance: 'Marshlands,' another nature-inspired poem by Canadian poet Emily Pauline Johnson.

land_alliance: Fire-Flowers, a poem by Emily Pauline Johnson.

land_alliance: Fire-Flowers, a poem by Emily Pauline Johnson.

AdinaSocaci: Listen to the most recent episode of my podcast: "In The Shadows" by Emily Pauline Johnson

land_alliance: 'Autumn's Orchestra,' a poem by Emily Pauline Johnson, uses words to express the musical intonations of fall.

poemtoday: Two poems by Canadian poet Emily Pauline Johnson, aka Tekahionwake (1861-1913).

Rojotortoise: Emily Pauline Johnson Marshes

JeffreyRothsch3: Marshlands by Emily Pauline Johnson - Poems | Academy of American Poets

HRMsuzuki: “And like a spirit, swathed in some soft veil, Steals twilight and its shadows o’er the swale.” Marshlands by Emily Pauline Johnson

djcontraption: ..In monotone the lizard shrills his tune. The wild goose, homing, seeks a sheltering, Where rushes grow, & oozing lichens cling. Late cranes with heavy wing, & lazy flight, Sail up the silence with the nearing night. fr—Marshlands Emily Pauline Johnson

JHWandall: If you follow the US election proces thoughts strikes me, maybe native americans have qualities that should not be forgotten. Emily Pauline Johnson (Mohawk: Tekahionwake) "Marshlands"

deannamascle: Marshlands by Emily Pauline Johnson - Poems | Academy of American Poets

zislepovitch: I seem to hear a bar of music float And swoon into the west; My ear can scarcely catch the whispered note, But something in my breast Blends with that strain, till both accord in one, As cloud and colour blend at set of sun. /2 Emily Pauline Johnson (1861-1913)

DelCo_Brian: To-night the west o'er-brims with warmest dyes; Its chalice overflows with pools of purple colouring the skies, Aflood with gold and rose; And some hot soul seems throbbing close to mine, As sinks the sun within that world of wine. "At Sunset" by Emily Pauline Johnson

VictStudies: Lindsey E. R. O'Niel argues Emily Pauline Johnson's dramatic monologues invited Anglo-Canadians to join in her rage and created a new conception of what it meant to be Canadian by questioning the foundational assumptions of colonial society:

Faust89823700: Emily Pauline Johnson - Fire-Flowers And only where the forest fires have sped, Scorching relentlessly the cool north lands, A sweet wild flower lifts its purple head, And, like some gentle spirit sorrow-fed, It hides the scars with almost human hands.

jgombita: Lunch convo on how most First Nations history taught to us was pitiful. I had an exceptional grade 4 teacher who made it a priority, e.g., Six Nations Reserve of the Grand River in Brantford day trip, reading Indigenous poet Emily Pauline Johnson and more

ArsScripta: Erica Fretwell, Sensory Experiments: Psychophysics, Race & the Aesthetics of Feeling

CailinCeltic: Athwart the beauty and the breast Of purpling airs they twirl and twist, Then float away to some far rest, Leaving the skies all colour-kissed- A glorious and a golden West That greets the Lifting of the Mist. The Lifting Of The Mist - Emily Pauline Johnson

TheStampCave: Emily Pauline Johnson (10 March 1861 – 7 March 1913) Canadian poet, author and performer . Mi 339, Sc 392.

CailinCeltic: Athwart the beauty and the breast Of purpling airs they twirl and twist, They float away to some far rest, Leaving the skies all colour-kissed A glorious and a golden West That greets the Lifting of the Mist. The Lifting Of The Mist - Emily Pauline Johnson

basicwitchRN: Octavia Butler, Toni Morrison, Maya Angelou, E. Pauline Johnson, Emily Dickenson, and countless others would like a word.....

CailinCeltic: IV. Lost to my longing sight, And nothing left to me Save an oncoming night, An empty sea. Through Time And Bitter Distance - Emily Pauline Johnson Images -Google PicFinder

Faust89823700: fire, of human pain, There comes some purifying sweet belief, Some fellow-feeling beautiful, if brief. And life revives, and blossoms once again Emily Pauline Johnson

Eric_M_Murphy: "...Lost to my longing sight, And nothing left to me Save an oncoming night,— An empty sea." --Emily Pauline Johnson

CailinCeltic: Thistle-Down by Emily Pauline Johnson Images -Google PicFinder

bay_art: 18+ Best Emily Pauline Johnson Poems

Faust89823700: And only to the heart that knows of grief, Of desolating fire, of human pain, There comes some purifying sweet belief, Some fellow-feeling beautiful, if brief. And life revives, and blossoms once again Emily Pauline Johnson

Book_Addict: Happy birthday to Canadian poet Emily Pauline Johnson (March 10, 1861), author of "Flint and Feather” (1912) et al.

LitBirthdays: Happy Birthday Tekahionwake ! (Emily) Pauline Johnson (born March 10, 1861) Canadian First Nations poet, short-story writer – The Legends of Vancouver (1911)

apihtawikosisan: I was looking up the film "A Red Girl's Reasoning" by Elle-Máijá Tailfeathers and then I found this story by Tekahionwake (Emily Pauline Johnson) of the same name written in 1893! HAVE YOU READ THIS STORY HOLY SHIT:

tkmorin: On March 7, 1913, author Emily Pauline Johnson (also known in Mohawk as Tekahionwake which literally means 'double-life) died at the age of fifty-one. I suggest watching a short 6-minute YouTube video at

UelacB: This date in 1861 marks the birth of Emily Pauline Johnson (1861-1913) also known by her Mohawk name Tekahionwake. Pauline was a Loyalist descendant of Jacob Johonson UE. Pauline was a world famous writer and social commentator in the post-Confederation era.

StMU_Library: On this day in 1913 Mohawk poet, writer, artist and interpreter Emily Pauline Johnson (Tekahionwake) dies. One of the most remarkable North American artists of the late 19th century, she was born on March 10, 1861, on the Six Nations Reserve in Ontario.

CailinCeltic: Thistle-Down by Emily Pauline Johnson Images -Google PicFinder

emuriel777: Fire-Flowers Poem by Emily Pauline Johnson - Poem Hunter ...

johnmcdonnellMP: For historical accuracy, many of us wanted to delay election until after the Brexit legislation had been won or lost. This would have meant in the New Year but was impossible once SNP & Lib Dems decided to vote for one & gave Johnson the votes he needed.

Faust89823700: There comes some purifying sweet belief, Some fellow-feeling beautiful, if brief. And life revives, and blossoms once again. Emily Pauline Johnson



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