1992 apparently, though I thought it earlier. I'm working at the Tarragon Theatre in Toronto and I pass by a bookshop window at Bathurst and Davenport and see your book in the window, 'Queen of All the Dustballs'. By then it's been several years since we hung around briefly in Vancouver, and I am entranced. (You'd had that effect on me, though you probably didn't know it. I was so happy to see you tangibly in print. I got a copy the moment the store was open.) Google reports...."This is the first collection of verse by CBC Radio's resident poet-laureate, Bill Richardson, who transforms mundane experiences into hilarious epic tales." And it was so for me, and your line, 'His mighty crevice tool', remains a favourite.
1992 apparently, though I thought it earlier. I'm working at the Tarragon Theatre in Toronto and I pass by a bookshop window at Bathurst and Davenport and see your book in the window, 'Queen of All the Dustballs'. By then it's been several years since we hung around briefly in Vancouver, and I am entranced. (You'd had that effect on me, though you probably didn't know it. I was so happy to see you tangibly in print. I got a copy the moment the store was open.) Google reports...."This is the first collection of verse by CBC Radio's resident poet-laureate, Bill Richardson, who transforms mundane experiences into hilarious epic tales." And it was so for me, and your line, 'His mighty crevice tool', remains a favourite.
I love your poem!