24 Hour Poetry Service

 I was pretty excited when I found this auspicious business  card on the the wooden sidewalk on first day I arrived in Dawson City, Yukon in the summer of 1994. It was Found Poetry. The title evoked the ever-up solstice sun, and Robert Service, the Bard of the Yukon. I imagined myself reading in front of an attentive barroom audience…enunciating each word slowly and clearly,  emphasizing and breaking down the syllables in order to render the names of these equipment companies abstract. 

koh-MAH-tsu

koh-BELLLL-co

deeee…….mag

BO-mag

hy-dro—-MA-tick!!!

I’d be like Tristan Tzara or Kurt Schwitters and the crowd would just love it.