& also in Vancouver, Meredith Quartermain takes the Macdonald and Knight (which both went past that park I think)--respectively the J & L trains of Vancouver buses--amongst a sheaf of Vancouver-mostly poets ed. by Jacqueline Turner in the new Stylus Poetry Journal--

"The word roars off over the Burrard Bridge, on a route of its own: Harry Knight, a BC photographer, preferred soft-focus pictorial moodiness; John Knight, Captain RN, got his name on the Kwakwakawakw inlet where thousands of first nations people fished for Eulachon (he'd served in the American Revolutionary War with Vancouver's right-hand man, Captain Broughton); The Knights of Labor in the 1880s elected Vancouver's second mayor, lobbied for a shorter work-day, tried to stop the import of low-paid Asian workers. The word roars on through the meccano-set girders of the bridge: a feudal tenant trained for mounted combat; a man devoted to the service of a woman; a horse-head chess-piece that moves in L-shaped leaps. By sea and land we prosper, says the city motto on the bridge house - a lumberjack and a seaman hold up the city coat of arms..."