Poem to read when one has to deal w/the DMV


(poetry diary 68) Having some trouble w/my driver’s license registration–apparently the change-of-address form I sent in a year or so ago wasn’t processed correctly, and I have to get it fixed by November 1 or I can’t vote.

This poem by Jeffrey Harrison seems appropriate right now. I’m using it to remind myself that almost everyone has DMV-related problems at sometime or another. Gah.


At the Department of Motor Vehicles
to renew my driver’s license, I had to wait
two hours on one of those wooden benches
like pews in the Church of Latter Day
Meaninglessness, where there is no
stained glass (no windows at all, in fact),

Read rest of poem at The New Republic



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