realize at that point B: And that you did
have to go to work to support yourself. G: Ya, that too, plus dealing with sex
and love and drugs and I almost went insane in
around 1975. I was seeing a psychiatrist, but I
just got stuck in Canada and all during that time I
was thinking I should go back into the belly of the
beast. I should go back to what Stokely Carmichael
called Babylon, and I was thinking that I was
chickenshit for not going back to America. But I
finally got over all that and ended up just stuck
in Canada, and after 5 years in Vancouver and then
2 years up in the north, 7 years which is the
traditional time after which they consider that
you're dead and gone, I realized I have now become
a Canadian; in fact, the actual moment I became a
Canadian was really great. I realized it because I
had all these ideas about Canada and some of them
were true and some of them were false, but I think
one day I was talking to Scott Watson and said
something like "what a boring country this is", or
something like that and Scott said, "well, now
you've become a Canadian--that's how Canadians
feel". [laughter]. B: Just after "Donatello's David"
there is another poem about Vancouver--full of
great humorous diction. I remember the line--"a
"passel of assholes'--and Vancouver as a bourgeois
gray city. G: That poem is "Vancouver in April".
I think it was April 75--an attempt to imitate
Patrick Kavanagh's ... B: Ya, it says "after Kavanagh". "It's
pretty shitty/ living in a protestant city/ and my
heart too bleak for self pity." G: Ya, the idea is terza rima--writing
in triplets with funny rhymes. That's what
Kavenaugh did in a poem called "A Summer Morning
Walk." Anyway, to finish that one thing about
Canada, I realized that I had become a Canadian and
so then I went and applied for citizenship which
many at that time, of my American friends had not
yet done, B: So obviously terrace and that 15
year chunk of your life,--do you see it as a phase
that's ending? G: Yes, I do. I see this whole Terrace
period of time pretty objectively. Arriving in
1976, like I say, in that town, I just was becoming
a Canadian and eventually I started teaching
Canadian Literature. That's why I didn't get the
job at Capilano College. I would have been at Cap
College and never would have come to Terrace except
that I failed the interview because I didn't know
anything about Canadian Literature. So I began
reading--of course I realized as the only English
instructor at Northwest College I had to eventually
offer a course in Canadian Literature, so I began
reading it and I read Leacock's Sunshine
what we were going through was the
transition out of bourgeois society and into post
modern society, or the global village.
but I thought it was
something I should do so that when the judge asked
me," why are you taking out citizenship?" I said
because I realize I've become a Canadian, I want to
formalize the relationship (laugh) and then he
asked me which provinces had joined confederation
in what years--and I knew all that--passed the
test--so that's how I became a Canadian, but the
further irony, the historical irony is that I had
come to Canada, come to Vancouver thinking
it was just another American city like
Denver. After being here and becoming a Canadian, I
realized what all Canadians know, Canada is a
vastly different country than America. But now that
Canada--we were talking about last night--Trudeau
being the last Canadian--Trudeau, George Grant, Al
Purdy--that Canada is no longer--it is no more.
We're now all part of America because of the global
village.