1875 by Grant Guy
1875 Riding across the invisible line That divided Alberta from Montana She sat high in the saddle She looked out upon the spreading world in front of her The view was fine. She knew the world could not remain the way it was. High in the saddle she was changing the world. Every other woman who had and Were going to ride high in the saddle Or broke the earth with an oxen pulled plow Would change the world.You Fom the front jack of the collection of short stores The Naked City by Sterling Silliphant - where a crime of violence and an act of infinite tenderness can occur seconds apart . . . In many respects that is what I am attempting to do with my poems and stories. I am interested in our individual humanity in a harsh and sometimes comical environ. Bio: Grant Guy is a Winnipeg, Canada, poet, writer and playwright. He was the artistic director of Adhere + Deny for 16 years. His poems and w...