Magic Rivers Are Too
I imagined a secret ocean under the continent - the northwestern passage - for how long was there a north american and for how long was it nothing more than an obstacle to ships. They never wanted it they wanted an ocean here & now all the ships come to us - it's a species of the northwest passage - the hidden place you always wanted to be but wasn't. I think of the hidden rivers under the earth - they are the magical streams of a continent's thoughts - the flow of identity and the power of the continental imagination.