To go from white-water rivers’ valleys or
from the escarpment to
live on the Saskatchewan prairie is
choosing to find out that
space calls, to a reshaping
of person. This is above and
beyond the going to, the choosing.
Reading in the open world of
this writer’s geography of
ideas is to look, staggered and
overwhelmed by the
ideas, almost lost in the
panorama of
the living, long-dead, to him
present as friends, each lifted face
featured for horizons. For
holding close an everywhere of sky.
The land, the books, can never
swallow you, nor even the
furry spring crocus here — however
small, at vanishing points.