I guess I'm not supposed to like these - they are urban blight. But I love telephone poles and the wires that criss-cross past them. I love how they divide up the space. I love remembering long car rides and silently watching the power lines zip along the side of the road next to us - a slight dip, then a rise to meet the next pole - keeping time.
You are an artist, Ms. Jeanie. Let the other folks see urban blight. Keep on enjoying the deliciousness of the lines and their rhythm. The world needs people like you!
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