Main Lands and Long Winters, the talk of the town it seems
It’s always relational I think, that feeling you have when you’re not on The Mainland
What is the mainland anyway?
The place with the things, the jobs, and the good fortune
The land we might resent, the land we might dream of
Mainland as elsewhere, as The Land of Boundless Material
Mainland as town,
Mainland as Canada,
Mainland as not here
Main Lands as lands that we know and lands that we long for
The lands where we sleep and the lands where we hook
The Lands that hold our Main thoughts
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The winters here are long they say, this year especially so
Matting season and Monday nights at the Legion
Coldness and caring
Being alone and being together
Hard Work, Soft Work
Passing time
Passing thoughts
Safety in this land
Safety in this bed
Lady of the Log Cabin