Status Updates From My Human Comedy

I have a new favourite word courtesy of this entertaining book of Saskatchewan poetry: ‘rhubarbarian’

‘(Poets) think of themselves as islands in a sea of wind and a line later they’re rhubarbarians with black books, heating their feet in soil, rubbing at the air with their broad wise hands.’

I doubt they’ll adapt into a movie, but a title might be ‘Rhubarbarian, the Stalker’…