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P. L. Travers (1899–1996)

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Born in Australia to an Irish father and a Scottish mother, Helen Lyndon Goff aka. P. L. Travers was a voracious reader and began to write while she was still a child. She did some acting but quickly moved into literary and dramatic criticism; she wrote some highly respected poetry as well. vis mere However, it is her series of books for children, starting with Mary Poppins (1934), on which her fame rests. The prim, kindly, and enchanting nanny takes charge of the Banks's household and brings the children a seemingly endless stream of fantasy adventures. The book was an immediate success. Walt Disney's (see Vol. 3) musical version, in 1964, brought the stories to an even wider audience. Subsequent books about Mary Poppins include Mary Poppins Comes Back, Mary Poppins Opens the Door, Mary Poppins in the Park, Mary Poppins from A to Z, and Mary Poppins and the House Next Door. Other more recent books include About Sleeping Beauty (1975) and Two Pair of Shoes (1980). Travers was made an Officer of the Order of the British Empire in 1977. She lived into advanced old age, but her health was declining toward the end of her life. Travers died in London on April 23,1996 at the age of 96. (Bowker Author Biography) vis mindre
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Værker af P. L. Travers

Mary Poppins (1934) 6,269 eksemplarer
Mary Poppins vender tilbage (1935) 1,878 eksemplarer
Mary Poppins kigger ind (1943) 1,514 eksemplarer
Mary Poppins i parken (1952) 1,406 eksemplarer
Mary Poppins in Cherry Tree Lane (1982) 259 eksemplarer
Mary Poppins from A to Z (1962) 251 eksemplarer
Mary Poppins in the Kitchen (1975) 201 eksemplarer
Mary Poppins and the House Next Door (1988) 171 eksemplarer
I Go By Sea, I Go By Land (1941) 100 eksemplarer
The Fox at the Manger (1963) 67 eksemplarer
Friend Monkey (1972) 58 eksemplarer
Aunt Sass: Christmas Stories (2014) 56 eksemplarer
Mary Poppins (picture book) (2018) 54 eksemplarer
About the Sleeping Beauty (1975) 32 eksemplarer
Two Pairs of Shoes (1980) 28 eksemplarer
Mary Poppins ABC (2006) 25 eksemplarer
The Gingerbread Shop (1952) 19 eksemplarer
Walt Disney's Mary Poppins (1971) 15 eksemplarer
Moscow Excursion (1934) 6 eksemplarer
George Ivanovitch Gurdjieff (1973) 6 eksemplarer
Johnny Delaney (1944) 3 eksemplarer
Mary Poppins a Parkban 2 eksemplarer
The Mary Poppins Audio Collection (1994) 2 eksemplarer
Ah Wong 2 eksemplarer
Mary Poppins Magic Cookbook (1963) 2 eksemplarer
Happy ever after 1 eksemplar
Mary Poppins otwiera drzwi (2017) 1 eksemplar
Mary Poppings 1 eksemplar
Mary Poppins n̋ park (1995) 1 eksemplar
vse o meri poppins (2012) 1 eksemplar
2017 1 eksemplar
Mary Poppins powraca (2022) 1 eksemplar

Associated Works

Mary Poppins Returns [2018 film] (2018) — Original book — 244 eksemplarer
The Golden Treasury of Children's Literature Set (1961) — Bidragyder — 209 eksemplarer
Celebrate Cricket: 30 Years of Stories and Art (2003) — Bidragyder — 43 eksemplarer
Open the Door (1965) — Bidragyder — 22 eksemplarer
Walt Disney Records The Legacy Collection: Mary Poppins (2014) — Bidragyder — 6 eksemplarer

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The literary Mary Poppins is quite unlike the movie Mary Poppins. For one, she's not nice. For two, she has no mission to improve the children or their relationship with their parents. And, finally, the movie version hints at Marry Poppins' vanity and mysteriousness, but in the book Mary Poppins is much more vain and mysterious.

Even though it's got some sharp edges, the book is completely wonderful. It's more like a series of short stories than a novel. There are adventures in the zoo at night, a look at where stars come from and how babies can hear the wind and the birds and the sun talking. Mary Poppins is magical in a completely befuddling way. What is she? Where did she come from? Why do magical things always happen when someone's birthday falls on a full moon? There are no answers. Instead you're left wondering and musing, just like Jane and Michael.

The audio book narrator was very, very good as well. This would be a great choice for a family with young children (ages 4 or 5 and up) to listen to together. It would also make a great bedtime read aloud.
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LibrarianDest | 160 andre anmeldelser | Jan 3, 2024 |
From the moment Mary Poppins arrives at Number Seventeen Cherry-Tree Lane, everyday life at the Banks house is forever changed. It all starts when Mary Poppins is blown by the east wind onto the doorstep of the Banks house. She becomes a most unusual nanny to Jane, Michael, and the twins. Who else but Mary Poppins can slide up banisters, pull an entire armchair out of an empty carpetbag, and make a dose of medicine taste like delicious lime-juice cordial?
PlumfieldCH | 160 andre anmeldelser | Dec 9, 2023 |
I've said before that Mary Poppins is one of favorite Disney films so when I saw the book at my local library I immediately picked it up despite being an adult and it being a children's book.

If you thought book Mary Poppins is anything like Movie Mary Poppins you would be mistaken. The first thing I thought when reading this 'Why the hell is she a nanny, she acts like she hates kids'. She is constantly pursing her lips in agitation, scorning them for asking questions, and then refusing to answer said questions. It may be all Julie Andrews fault, she has this way of looking at you with a twinkle in her eye that just makes you feel warm and cared for.

One thing I will say about book Mary is that she does have the mysterious whimsy that was captured on screen and in the book Mary and the kids go on many more adventures and see so many fun things. It seems like as long as you are full of imagination you can do, see and go anywhere. Despite Mary's weird demeanor it was a pleasant read, one I can see a parent reading to their kids at night before bed.
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latteslipsticklit | 160 andre anmeldelser | Nov 16, 2023 |
I have to say that this (1934) is a little bit different from Harry Potter (1997), in that it’s more cutesy and chronologically distinct. But, that happens, eventually, and, sometimes (!), it can still be worth it. (As an aside, I think that Mary Poppins is like an older child’s book—the only sort of child’s book, I would read, unless it were an especially artsy one—and Harry Potter is like a, possibly youngish, teen book.) I mean, she’s a nanny. But she is a Jazz Age nanny looking forward, not a cranky hag looking back, and she does have some agency, as well as magic (of course). And it is also a pop children’s book, and I do think that children’s stuff should lean, as an industry, towards the pop end and not go too heavy on the gotta-start-the-mechanization-process-early-for-optimal-bionic-success overly-conscientious parent-zone, like that E.L. Koningsberg girl, of “Museums over Mommies”, and “Saturdays are for Etymology” fame, you know. I mean, honestly, if I wanted to read Shakespeare or Jane Austen I’d read Shakespeare or Jane Austen, and I don’t think we need to be applying accelerated mind-aging cream to kids’ faces and enrolling them in senior citizen classes just because they’re too young for sex, you know.

(shrugs) That’s what I think. (laughs) But if you read my reviews—not that you would, but still—you probably know what I think of the intellectuals, or at least, Rules & Guidelines for Being An Intellectual, you know…. Better to just have a nanny who looks at you funny when you don’t drink your magic syrup, you know. (Don’t worry; she magicked away the health risks, lol.)

…. And sometimes it’s a little stupid, you know. “I can’t have little tea cakes—I don’t want little tea cakes, then! I’m good!…. Maybe I’ll get them for free! Without asking!…. Not that I want them, of course.” 🤪

But I guess that Britishness is an inherited disorder, you know. It’s even gotten to Australia. It’s like a plague; a plague of the clan of Poppins…. 🫨

…. It’s like each chapter is a little brief short story, you know.

I think I like this better than say Laura Ingalls Wilder, you know, although I’m sure some jealous folkie somewhere will think that that’s the Wrong Preference in National Flavor, you know. Although Travers isn’t Home Islands British, you know. I don’t know if that’s the reason, but she is not entirely a slave, you know. Like, her characters kinda step out a little bit. The most original idea Laura had was that men don’t have to have blond hair! 😹 Traversin’ writes a similar type of story—children’s observational comedy—but with a sort of veiled toughness, you know, even if the veiled toughness has to be itself disguised as being polite or something. But there’ll be a dog with a pedigree who wishes he was a little wilder, and it’ll be like Sense & Sensibility, without the romance, only it ends differently. (“Willoughby”).

…. “Well, then, you’re a very bad heathen boy….” There’s a long tradition of Christians using the word “heathen” or “pagan” to mean just bad generally, like bad children—it’s interesting. It’s like that’s the ultimate result of Father Pope’s ego trip obsession about the terrible sex things—like this half-remembered fear, you know: what was bad about paganism? Was it sex? Ooo, it was ~bad~—is that being a heathen is literally for them someone who’s randomly rude to his mother (or his mother’s servant, you know).

I guess it’s not surprising that it’s not a good usage, being the combination of vague thinking and ill-will. There probably are some “pagans” who use the term to mean “whatever Father Pope isn’t”, and indeed I used the term that way myself once, although, gone-and-back-again, I now prefer constructions like “magical religion”, you know, to “paganism”. (“Earth-centric paths” is a more popular expression, but the Spirit of Aquarius debars me from using anybody else’s system, you know.) What I mean is, there is a popular notion that paganism is pornography, and Christianity is chastity, but despite the existence of different views on sex, it really just isn’t like that at all. Consider country music, and country music living. And we know from Paul’s letters that many early Christians supported prostitution, (financially, I mean), and from history that illicit sexualities have often existed in Christian populations. I know from personal experience that what I imagined to be paganism was indeed just pornographic Christianity, and this is common in sex work—the law is transgressed, but many Christian ideas about worth vs shame remain. Sex might exist in an indigenous or magical religious setting, but this won’t be experienced the same as pornographic Christianity—the two simply do not meet under the same moon, but under two different ones. This is not to say that the two experiences are of equal value. This is not even to say that someone might not judge at some point between them. But I simply cannot imagine who that person might be—certainly no one we know. Perhaps we think we know, but we don’t. Until then, there are ideas, some possibly or probably sensible, others rather ill-seeming, but clearly I am not the one to, you know, judge. If I’m lucky, I can judge my own life based on my few ideas and my few experiences. But that’s all.

Incidentally that’s nothing much to do with Pamela’s style herself. The writer is a lamp on nature, and not just art, and nothing else, you know. There is no “art and nothing else”…. What was that line from The Winter’s Tale? “The art itself is Nature”—that’s it….

…. It’s almost like she was writing about it, though, the same as I.

Yes, the Panda and Earth are in the East; Macaw and Fire are in the South; Dolphin and Water are in the West; and Polar Bear and Air are in the North. There you go, an elemental correspondence system for my brand of Wicca, courtesy of the Lost Generation Nanny! I tell you: life always goes on, it never ends, and you never learn all of it….

…. And, you know, nothing comes from nothing. There must always have been God, or else there never could have ~been~. And then, God made the world, and he made it out of himself. What else could it have come from? Nothing? “Nothing comes from nothing. Speak again.”

…. It IS kinda funny how Mary Poppins is a little neurotic. There’s something in allowing the people who take care of the children to be JUST people. People don’t think that way, of course. I remember I wanted to work (was it to volunteer?) at the YMCA—the form: I suppose there are children!—warned in very Poppins-like terms, to make damn sure that you’d never been unemployed, and that you had friends in high places to boot! That in itself is neurotic! It IS rather funny!

~Of course, later I got into assisted living work, you know. Pulse regular, and you’re in! I do suppose that middle-aged people care that much more about their children than about their parents! Neurotic! (laughs)

…. This is faint praise indeed, but this is better than “Harry Potter”, which is where I heard Pam’s name, you know. (The journalist blurb on the back of the first edition of the first book, courtesy of the library. Of course, I’ve bought that book before, so it’s ok….) It actually Is about magic, and not just the magic of celebrity, right. (As much as I love celebrity.)

…. Anyway, I haven’t read the pre-1981 Bad Tuesday text(s), and I don’t doubt that they were racist; people Were more racist, back then. But it kinda validates what I was saying. It WAS about ‘the heathen’—and with every bone in her frail Anglo body, and confused English mind, she was on the side of the magic, you know. It wasn’t actually about being a good little colonist, you know—about going to church, and talking with the rector about chemistry after, right. THAT would be English, after all.

…. It’s amazing how it can be simultaneously about the Charles Dickens Governess, you know, and Something/Someone Else.

There’s a lion, but it isn’t Aslan. And it’s not a good-lion, or a bad-lion, you know.

There should seriously be a Mary Poppins Coven, or a Mary Poppins Institute for the Care of Magical Children, you know. Of course, if there were, Fox News would order a mafia hit, you know. “Tell Mary I always liked her. It was only business.”

(Outside a Fox News Girls are protesting and holding signs: Down with Mary Poppins! Cancel Mary Poppins! Cancel the witches! Has the Village got your head—or the Debbil? Or the Gubbermint?)

It’s amazing though: Pam is a cross between Starhawk and C.S. Lewis!

(Harry’s Jo is more like de-romanticized Jane Austen plus the Golden Book of Nursery Rhymes or something, plus Dickens or Tolstoy, you know—for length. There’s not a lot of either fairy or Franciscan about it, as indeed not everyone is interested in that sort of thing.)

Incidentally the movie probably WAS more a midcentury female Harry Potter, and that’s probably what people remember. A movie from the 60s, or a book from thirty years earlier? No contest.

…. Incidentally, in Jo’s books, (not Jo March, lol—I can’t think of a clever way to say that), Herr Evil says more or less, “There is only power: those who have it, and those who don’t”, which is a faintly/folkily Christian thing to put in the mouth of someone ugly, undesirable, and violent. But isn’t it so? There’s no condemnation—how could there be condemnation? There is only, here the Lion, and here the Bear; and Mr Lion is either rather good at being the king, or rather, he isn’t, and Mr Bear is rather better at being himself. But where’s the condemnation? Am EYE named Mr Lion? Is it MY choice to make, whether I be a wise lion or a (Book-of-Proverbs) fool?

ALTHOUGH, clearly there is also the image of the lion living peacefully with the lamb being Paradise. (Which happens when the Moon-holy-time aligns perfectly with the Sun-holy-time, incidentally.) The wise girl does not reject the thing done well in order to be consistent. A foolish consistency, Ralph Waldo reminds us, is the hobgoblin of little minds—little minds who do not like the Tarot Fool very much.

…. Although the Narnian wasn’t always a bad writer: a lot of his career was built on the notion that a book like this, although he probably never read it and probably wouldn’t have given it full marks even if he had—was much more alive than something like Daphne’s Rebecca, you know. A prudish Freudian! Mouthing fancy things you don’t believe—to the point of being a ~~prudish Freudian~~!! And it was Very Popular in its day, ha! The ~illness! The Illness of Lying, you know…. If we’ve got to go cleaning up racist old classics, let’s at least not throw good money after bad for the sake of the stupid ones, you know! Holy galoshes! The idiots who run schools, you know! —What’s the point of reading a book? —To get to the end? No no—to isolate yourself! To prove that Enneagram Fives are gods on earth, gods among apes! —Very good. Banana?

…. Hermes’ mom & Christmas….

…. Could’ve paid the bill, though. Probably expects my god to pay it. 😸

~ I mean, that’s the worst of it, you know. Two instances of ‘I’m the Woman who doesn’t like money/doesn’t believe in paying for things’, you know. Revolution of the village idiots….

…. It’s funny how Poppers shows up on the East Wind—the ‘bad’ wind in Dickens & the Bible—and leaves with the West Wind. Almost like Mary, for all her priggishness, was secretly a ‘bad’ girl, you know….
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goosecap | 160 andre anmeldelser | Nov 5, 2023 |



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