Canadian Poet Anne Carson (Born 1950)
My favorite Canadian poet, who I think is equal to the best current U.S. poets, is Anne Carson. A classical r as well as a poet, she did a great translation of three Euripides plays that was published by New York Review as Grief Lessons (2006).
After your death. It was windy every day. Every day. Opposed us like a wall. We went. Shouting sideways at one another. Along the road. It was useless. The spaces between us. Got hard. They are empty spaces. And yet they are solid. And black and grievous. As gaps between the teeth. Of an old woman. You knew years ago. When she was. Beautiful the nerves pouring around in her like palace fire.