Highway 17 South

Thanks--I think I'm due for the flu shot. *

I really like this, you're becoming more experimental, experimental is good.

I'd try experimenting with the visual structure.

Her point is the signs themselves are the poem. Sometimes you just don't fuck with nature, bubba.

Did you ever have Burma Shave serial signs in Scotland? Strung out along the roadside, each sign gave a part of the jingle. We kids loved to chant them out on family drives. Jesus, but I miss those damned things.

America there's victory in Jesus

You said it brother! That's America, all about winning and Jesus... oh yeah... and guns. You covered that one too.

Gotta go. Time to practice "O Canada."

Thank you, Matt, Samuel and Steven.

A fine report from the bullshit mountain of America

Thanks, Gary. It will probably get a little scary around here in the next few days...

thy word is truth. What a wicked concept that has turned out to be.*

Sure beats any Burma-Shave signs along that route! A scary list poem, for sure. Whoa!!

Thanks, Tim and Ed.

"cremation services

thank you Jesus

bushhogging

thy word is truth"

Wow to these lines. Good piece. I know that highway well.

Road signs, life signs, death signs, poetry. *

Thank you, Sam and Daniel. It is an interesting stretch of road.

Nothing like found poetry, the poetry in the recognition and selection of the poem.

Thanks, David. There was more than enough material to work with...

I like the history of Burma-Shave signs as well as Mathew ("In this vale/of toil and sin/your head goes bald/but not your chin/BURMA-SHAVE"), but your collection somehow reminds me of the dire "RED SAMMY'S BARBECUE" signs from Cousin Flannery's "Good Man Is Hard to Find".
Good stuff.

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Thank you, strannikov and Rachna.