The Northernmost Road

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Spanish” was always a
euphemism, the word used
among planter families down in the islands,
now among their descendants in Canada:
I’d wanted to drive out to the end of Giscome Rd,
out to where it hits the Yellowhead, & did so one night:
there was music on the French Service that had flamenco overtones to it,
the sketch of openings in an edge or series of edges, the rough drift
outward, “over the edge,” no end in sight, no word for the way
music appears.