Alice M. Bailey
Alice Morrey Bailey's poetry, partaking of the earth, and yet embellished by an upward reaching in spirituality, is like a great tree, firmly anchored in a rich terrain, diverse in aspects of its viewing, never losing the splendor of its legacy in its branches and leaves which are the words and phrases of the poems. The people portrayed, their aspirations, their problems, their stamina and endurance, their accomplishments, are set against an authentic environment–mountain and valley, town and city–and their ever-withholding, yet ever generously giving–a background that shapes and molds as wind and rain and frost and sun shape a great tree and condition its growth and ultimate stature.
The richly diverse facets of Mrs. Bailey's life–the small town of her birth and upbringing, her years as a nurse, her formal and informal education, her participation in the arts–literature, painting, music, sculpture; her experiences in academic positions–her devotion to her church; her spirituality and her courage are braided and bound in her books as leaves and boughs move and bend and weave a changing but directed and motivated patter. Mrs. Bailey has lived widely and deeply–she is daughter, wife, mother, grandmother, great grandmother, and now great great grandmother–neighbor, friend, counselor, and beloved wherever she goes, sharing her time, her talents, and her richly endowed personality. Her full life, her wisdom, her compassionate understanding of her fellow man and appreciation of nature come through clearly in her poetry, giving it strength and beauty.
Vesta P. Crawford, President
Utah State Poetry Society
April 1967–April 1971
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