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By Jack Joseph Smith

THE BELLBOARD PAINTER He climbs and crawls He makes sure the wasps Won't die on the second shift, His desire is his nearest border Next to next, the same with memory Truth must not escape the auto... Even though he sees all as small To draw a strip on a candy dancer To make makebelieve on a painted whip Should make the street cling to the sign It should be stated and looking good ones are not paid by the window, or a wrinkle.

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"THE BELLBOARD PAINTER" presents a worker whose dangerous climbing and sign-making turn small painted surfaces into public illusion.

The poem treats billboard work as a strange mixture of craft, exposure, and makebelieve. Its best pressure comes from scale: the painter sees all as small, yet the street is supposed to cling to the sign, making his tiny marks become a public surface.

Claude

"THE BELLBOARD PAINTER" makes a sign painter's climbing, memory, and makebelieve into a meditation on scale and public image.

The poem's odd power is in its occupational precision: wasps, second shift, painted whips, street and sign. Even where the degraded type remains slightly resistant, the worker's task is clear enough - make an image so persuasive that the street itself clings to it.