John Robson: Let’s Leave Literary Pomposity to the Deer Flies

A woman reads a book by the Ottawa River in Ottawa on June 6, 2021. The Canadian Press/Justin Tang

Commentary

The Canadian dream of paradise surely includes a book on the dock in the dog days of summer. Or possibly on the screened-in cottage porch given the Canadian deer fly’s dream of tearing out a ragged chunk of your meat, inspiring the further Canadian dream of a dragonfly’s jaws piercing the absconding miscreant with an audible crunch. Paradise Regained.