I'm Back

Well, after an extended absence thanks in part to a 50 hour work week, I am atempting to write in my blog once a day from here on in.

Todays topic? One of my all time favourite poets - Ray Bagley.
Mr Bagley was a true cowboy poet who was born in the sunset of the free range days, back when fences were hard to find and the land and the people were still wild (in a slightly over romanticized way). He writes about the changes he saw taking place around him, and in what I find an intresting aspect of his work, he also seems to be able to take on the voices of various characters and present an accurate and heart felt rendition of their diverse circomstances. From riding out on the trails, to watching a city spring up from nothing, to losing a child Ray Bagley captures the essense of each situation and shares in a lyrical fasion. I even found one of his poems set to lyrics at http://cfmb.icaap.org/content/25.4/BV25-4art5.pdf. It seems as if everything that he wrote fit perfectly around the enevitable campfire at the end of a hard days ride.