Description
Always, in our best poetry, the hovering care for place. Douglas Smith hears our landscape; he hears the way it resounds in the people who travel its subtle and comp[lex surface. Two people in a car, speeding across boundaries, hear images echoed as thoughts, as emotions, as words. Landscape for Douglas Smith is a kind of musical instrument. -Robert Kroetsch
About the author
Douglas Smith was born in Winnipeg in 1949. He is a teacher and poet.