It is true Canada is not exactly a Utopia, Ltd., -for there is hard work and a rough, raw, erudite wail -against the postmodern loss of meaning and emotion to be done -before comfort or affluence are built. I used to have a lot of idyl -fantasies inwrought with Indign traits about your too bruised -and scared surface looking into the seeds of time. How now, -my masters! Smacks not this one-acted poem of the great -national prosaic life of Arcady?