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They look subdued from the outside, but trouble is brewing inside Alberta’s overcrowded prisons.

Robert Kroetsch’s long poem is to Albertans what Walt Whitman’s Leaves of Grass is to Americans. Revealing how we create a culture out of emptiness, the poem’s mystery lies in what it leaves unsaid.

Do we really need an Alberta book publishing industry?

Contemporary poets who share our geography, vernacular and social concerns can heighten our sense of place and identity.

It's time to go home.

Translated from Serbian by Ellen Elias-Bursac