P.K. Page.  I'm reading her poetry at the moment and it is like being doused in ice water (in a good way)!  Like waking up to a crackle-snow morning in January when everything is frozen to perfection.  Senses fully awake, imagination engaged, and the world magical once again.  That's what it's like to immerse oneself in a Page collection for an afternoon.    


And then I found this NFB film online about Page.


A P.K. Page day isn't a bad day at all.


Some Page poetry can be found here.