Author: Emily Carr

Soldiers

Published: 1953
Written by Emily Carr
Categories: Pause

When a downer was very down, a nurse would come to my door and say, “Lend the soldiers?” The soldiers were my bullfinches. When the thrushes were out of hand, I stole and reared two nests of black-bonneted, rose-breasted, chesty bullfinches. Always singing, always dancing, they went their round…

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“Me”

Published: 1953
Written by Emily Carr
Categories: Uncategorized

I was not always polite, not always biddable. The monotony bored me. I despised the everlasting red tape, the sheep-like stupidity. What one did, all did, and because they always had done such and such it meant that they always must. Doctor McNair was a pretty good sort, if a…

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Orchid

Published: 1953
Written by Emily Carr
Categories: Pause

Hokey stood at the foot of my bed, holding a single flower up for my inspection, fully conscious that this was some splendid thing she had to offer. It was an uncanny flower with a pouchy body as big as a pigeon’s egg. It was yellow, splotched with brown-red.

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