My son bursts into the old folk’s home fresh from scaling the crags west of Yamnuska hair tussled, face burnished hands sporting limestone scars talking of pitches and anchors, belays and routes gobbling cardboard beef and watery spuds the elders pushing food about their plates The dining room empties of seniors shoving walkers to their […]
Filed under: Lanice Jones by akublik Date 14 January, 2008
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I have followed in Farley’s footsteps roaming the Canadian North crawling through the basalt tunnels of Echo Bay Mine on Great Bear Lake silver hanging in ribbons copper laying in green-rust flakes amid the silent fury of uranium ore. Where a wolverine trod On wild wicked feet outside my tent leaving perfect footprints in fresh […]
Filed under: Lanice Jones by akublik Date 22 November, 2007
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