Poetry
- Inside is the Sky - 1976 (as Lorna Uher)
- Crow's Black Joy - 1979 (as Lorna Uher)
- Humans and Other Beasts - 1980 (as Lorna Uher)
- No Longer Two People - 1981 (with Patrick Lane)
- The Weather - 1983
- The Garden Going On Without Us - 1985 (nominated for a Governor General's Award)
- Angels of Flesh, Angels of Silence - 1988 (nominated for a Governor General's Award)
- Inventing the Hawk - 1992 (winner of the Governor General's Award for poetry, and the Pat Lowther Award)
- Everything Arrives at the Light - 1995 (winner of the Pat Lowther Award)
- A Saving Grace: Collected Poems - 1996
- What the Living Won't Let Go - 1999
- Apocrypha of Light - 2002
- Bones in their Wings: Ghazals - 2003
- Whetstone - 2005
- Bones in Their Wings: Ghazals - 2006
- The Blue Hour of the Day: Selected Poems - 2007
- Small Beneath the Sky - 2009
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Famous quotes containing the word poetry:
“The earth is not a mere fragment of dead history, stratum upon stratum like the leaves of a book, to be studied by geologists and antiquaries chiefly, but living poetry like the leaves of a tree, which precede flowers and fruit,—not a fossil earth, but a living earth; compared with whose great central life all animal and vegetable life is merely parasitic.”
—Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)
“The author’s conviction on this day of New Year is that music begins to atrophy when it departs too far from the dance; that poetry begins to atrophy when it gets too far from music; but this must not be taken as implying that all good music is dance music or all poetry lyric. Bach and Mozart are never too far from physical movement.”
—Ezra Pound (1885–1972)
“Whatever is felt upon the page without being specifically named there—that, one might say, is created. It is the inexplicable presence of the thing not named, of the overtone divined by the ear but not heard by it, the verbal mood, the emotional aura of the fact or the thing or the deed, that gives high quality to the novel or the drama, as well as to poetry itself.”
—Willa Cather (1873–1947)