There is no Innu word for "poetry", notes Josephine Bacon at the beginning of Kim O’Bomsawin’s enchanting, affectionate and transporting portrait of the septuagenarian writer, filmmaker, translator and, yes, poet. "I don’t think we needed one. We were poets simply by living in harmony with the water and the land." 　　Bacon only published her first volume of poems in 2009, but is a...