lesgles's review against another edition
4.0
An evocative and rhythmic poem, perfect for reading out loud around a campfire. Check out Johnny Cash's recitation. Makes me want to read some more Jack London and other books about the North.
libraryvee's review against another edition
5.0
“There are strange things done/in the midnight sun/By the men who moil for gold/The Arctic trails have their secret tales/That would make your blood run cold/The Northern Lights/ have seen queer sights/But the queerest they ever did see/Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge/I cremated Sam McGee.”
Brrrr. One of my favourite poems that my dad read aloud to me when I was little. Bedtime stories were my dad’s jam, and maybe it’s the Irish blood in his veins, but he was (is) a master storyteller. He made stories come alive. Anyways. My parents lived in the Yukon for a few years, and that experience must have given him some extra insight/magic into the famous Northern Canadian cold, because man, could my dad sell this one.
Robert Service was a mild-mannered bank clerk in real life, but the way this poem makes the Arctic come alive, you’d think the man was a veteran of the Klondike. It’s funny; the version of Sam McGee I remember from my childhood conjures up images of grinning corpses, lonely cold, and complete silence, save for the sound of a lone sled’s runners slicing eerily through the snow. Bleak, strange, wildness…all surrounded by devastating, enveloping cold. When I pulled it off the shelves today and gave it a quick re-read, I was surprised (and delighted) to find that not only does it still have all that wildness, it’s funny, too. There is definite humour in these pages – the unnamed speaker of the poem lends some definite snark to the situation.
What a great tale. Each time I read this poem, I get chills. There are poems that have the ability to completely transport us to a specific time and place, and Robert Service’s The Cremation of Sam McGee remains one of the best. Brrrrrrr!
P.S. Bonus Canadian points go to this edition because it's illustrated by Ted Harrison.
Brrrr. One of my favourite poems that my dad read aloud to me when I was little. Bedtime stories were my dad’s jam, and maybe it’s the Irish blood in his veins, but he was (is) a master storyteller. He made stories come alive. Anyways. My parents lived in the Yukon for a few years, and that experience must have given him some extra insight/magic into the famous Northern Canadian cold, because man, could my dad sell this one.
Robert Service was a mild-mannered bank clerk in real life, but the way this poem makes the Arctic come alive, you’d think the man was a veteran of the Klondike. It’s funny; the version of Sam McGee I remember from my childhood conjures up images of grinning corpses, lonely cold, and complete silence, save for the sound of a lone sled’s runners slicing eerily through the snow. Bleak, strange, wildness…all surrounded by devastating, enveloping cold. When I pulled it off the shelves today and gave it a quick re-read, I was surprised (and delighted) to find that not only does it still have all that wildness, it’s funny, too. There is definite humour in these pages – the unnamed speaker of the poem lends some definite snark to the situation.
What a great tale. Each time I read this poem, I get chills. There are poems that have the ability to completely transport us to a specific time and place, and Robert Service’s The Cremation of Sam McGee remains one of the best. Brrrrrrr!
P.S. Bonus Canadian points go to this edition because it's illustrated by Ted Harrison.
readerbythewater's review against another edition
5.0
All the hearts, despite how morbid. To this day, after being really cold I hear in my head, "Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee, this is the first time I've been warm."
jeremychiasson's review against another edition
4.0
A Canadian classic by the Bard of the Yukon. I was surprised how humorous the poem was, and I quite enjoyed the gorgeous illustrations.
melissalh's review
5.0
This is a book I read over and over again and never get sick of it. I remember traveling north of the Arctic circle and thinking of this book.
cannonsr's review against another edition
4.0
If Allison ever has children, I need to get them this book. :D
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