the ordinariness of human struggle, invisible lives shunted into the shadows. He compared the dullness of the average person's life, "well-dressed and going to work," with other people he slipped past in Toronto streets, like one woman he saw crouched in a doorway at Queen and Yonge. She had wrapped herself in cellophane and refused to abandon that spot."I wonder what her story is and why she stands in the cold refusing the pleas of the Salvation Army."
from The Globe and Mail: Raymond Souster gave his life to poetry
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