Hey Tommy!  4
Text Box: Tom and his brother not looking all that different than on that day he told me he had fought for me and when he smiled ‘that’ smile as I said thank-you.

Jim Larwill

Canadian Shield Chapbooks III
Text Box: excellence." Art is more cross cultural than I give it credit for being, and he felt I would appreciate poetry more deeply if I looked at it more openly. But I don't appreciate poetry -- I write it; even if only as a drunken rooming house poet. And I don't worship heroes with epic poems – I appropriate braver parts of their novelesque lives. Words a little wrapped intoxicated gift I pass down lines of communication. This poem a dream of many shared destinies around a camp fire dancing: A spirit song of cultures too long hidden by manifestations other than our own: Many nations now moving together to hit common enemies with pen point accuracy. Hey Tommy! Are you dancing now, moving around campfire buffalo skin draped over your wolf warrior back; clouds, prairie fire smoke; foot steps, thunder flash moving in circles across a morning sky? Text Box: Text Box: Text Box: Text Box: Once the buffalo were gone and the wolves who are unwilling to share territory with coyotes were also gone, environmental balances and cultural balances shifted. Philosophy Philosophy you talked to me of Philosophy of how things did not al ways appear as they appeared, and to not believe everything that gets printed in books. And while North America was once populated with Mammoths and Sabre Toothed Tigers, there never was a big Prairie Wolf hunting in collective packs, living in harmony with bands of wandering people -- for that kind of Orientalist animal you'll have to look to the backwater plateaus of Maoist China. Hey Tommy! That Professor of Canadian Poetry said I tended to view poetry rather narrowly, in terms of "a Marxist and anti- imperialist concern for indigenous