Erin Moure
Author of Little Theatres: Poems
About the Author
Disambiguation Notice:
At various times this author has spelled her name Erin Mouré, Eirin Moure and Erín Moure.
Works by Erin Moure
Sheep's Vigil by a Fervent Person: A Translation of Alberto Caeiro/Fernando Pessoa's O Guardador de Rebanhos (2001) 33 copies
Theophylline: A Poetic Migration via the Modernisms of Rukeyser, Bishop, Grimké (de Castro, Vallejo) (2023) 3 copies
Befallen I 3 copies
"her rain": Lani Maestro 2 copies
etc. 1 copy
Associated Works
Lost Classics: Writers on Books Loved and Lost, Overlooked, Under-read, Unavailable, Stolen, Extinct, or Otherwise Out of Commission (2000) — Contributor — 320 copies, 6 reviews
The Arcadia Project: North American Postmodern Pastoral (New Series) (2012) — Contributor — 28 copies
Eleven More American Women Poets in the 21st Century: Poetics Across North America (2012) — Contributor — 12 copies
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Common Knowledge
- Birthdate
- 1955-04-17
- Gender
- female
- Nationality
- Canada
- Birthplace
- Calgary, Alberta, Canada
- Disambiguation notice
- At various times this author has spelled her name Erin Mouré, Eirin Moure and Erín Moure.
- Associated Place (for map)
- Alberta, Canada
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Erín Moure writes:
It was a hard enough job, I think, being this man. It didn't necessarily come to him naturally. I think naturally he would have been a field of high grasses with a high water-table and special small birds that need both this grass and water. He would be the grass where the dew hits it and reflects glints of the sky.
He told me once that the most important thing about the sky, that most people forget or never acknowledge, is that it comes down to the ground. In fact the sky show more touches the ground. We don't have to look upward to be in the sky, we are always in it, it meets us and touches us.
The outlines of our bodies are always, always, touched by this sky.
I've never forgotten that. show less
It was a hard enough job, I think, being this man. It didn't necessarily come to him naturally. I think naturally he would have been a field of high grasses with a high water-table and special small birds that need both this grass and water. He would be the grass where the dew hits it and reflects glints of the sky.
He told me once that the most important thing about the sky, that most people forget or never acknowledge, is that it comes down to the ground. In fact the sky show more touches the ground. We don't have to look upward to be in the sky, we are always in it, it meets us and touches us.
The outlines of our bodies are always, always, touched by this sky.
I've never forgotten that. show less
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- 30
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