Chisinau to Elizabethtown,
Calgary to Airdrie…
I haven’t really gone that far north.
Haven’t seen the tail of Aurora Borealis,
Or the frozen nose of a polar bear,
Or the mail-order brides of Greenland.
But between packing, moving and unpacking
And doing everything all over again,
I chanced upon Bidini’s Midnight Light,
And Watson’s Ice Ghosts
And never felt as homesick and cold.
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