To him to whom the wind has sung orders mean little.
Honour I accorded his lord shagginess,
peering from beneath his hornbrow eminence,
serene in the loneliness of the unpeopled barren,
awe and respect as for no man.
- Excerpt from the long poem Homage, Henry Kelsey by Jon Whyte from A/Long Prairie Lines: An Anthology of Long Prairie Poems
Originally posted on Nightwood’s blog.