I have worked here since 2011 telling stories of the Earth as preparation for a history of the Intermontane Grasslands of Central Cascadia and the rainswept coast that keeps them windy and dry. Now I am presenting this history, step by step, as I have learned it, often from the land itself. The history of this region includes the Canadian colonial space “The Okanagan Valley”, which lies over the land I live in above Canim Bay. The story stretches deep into the American West, into the US Civil War, the War of 1812, and the Louisiana Purchase, as well into the history of the Columbia District of the Hudson’s Bay Company. In all, the story spans the Chilcotin and Columbia volcanic plateaus and the basins that surround them. In this vast watershed lie homelands as old as 13,200 years (Sequim) and 16,200 years (Salmon River.) That’s how far we are walking together here, who are all the land speaking.
Okanagan Okanogan 
Thank you Harold! What a wonderful poem, and a terrific performance. I agree with the — MC? moderator? leader of the pack? — that I’ll never think of Ezra Pound the same way again. Very odd to look back and recall the days when reading his poetry was almost a criminal offence — probably WAS a criminal offence if you were in the US and the FBI caught you. How would his work have changed if only he’d heard your poem, and come home, and stopped being enthralled by Mussolini??????????
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Thanks, Gloria!
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