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Re: Re: Re:Well, clever people are thinking up ways to use the stuff -
Goof poem is okay, too, adnohr. Hell, I write hate poems, too, right?
goof poem is okay, too.
posted by
2902
on August 27, 2013 at 7:19 PM
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Re: Awful places! The WORST smelling ones are those that
take yard waste - leaves, branches, and that kind of stuff. I'm not surewhy.
posted by
2902
on August 27, 2013 at 7:15 PM
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great poem so descriptive...I almost smelled the waste....
posted by
Kabu
on August 27, 2013 at 6:21 PM
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Re: Re:Well, clever people are thinking up ways to use the stuff -
Fortunately! BTW, that was good poem, not goof poem in my comment. Sorry about the typo!
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adnohr
on August 27, 2013 at 3:48 PM
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Re:Annicita, I hope you have good news. As for the poem,
I've always been taken by the "footprint" metaphor. I think it's very expressive.
posted by
2902
on August 27, 2013 at 3:39 PM
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Re: CC, I remember seeing in Germany separate bins for
different colors of glass. That seems a bit too fussy, but maybe it makes sense. To Germans.
posted by
2902
on August 27, 2013 at 3:36 PM
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Re: It IS a wretched place, FSI. I'm always afraid of getting
stepped on, for some reason!
posted by
2902
on August 27, 2013 at 3:33 PM
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Re:Go ahead and rant, Sinome. It's a worthy topic.
posted by
2902
on August 27, 2013 at 3:32 PM
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Re: I bet someone's plotting how to get rid of the seagulls, Jay!
posted by
2902
on August 27, 2013 at 3:31 PM
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Re:Well, clever people are thinking up ways to use the stuff -
posted by
2902
on August 27, 2013 at 3:29 PM
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one man's junk is another man's treasure
posted by
Annicita
on August 27, 2013 at 12:13 PM
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Good Bob but what a messy lot we have bins and concrete to help one to dispose of unwanted trash into selected units recycle, recycle, recycle. Don't you dare pitch a sheet of asbestos into waste, No you must be adorned in a white paper suit and travel miles to a special site. I had a square about 12 inches by 10 inches and I gave a chap 50 pounds to sling it into his skip. Mind your tires it is realistic.
posted by
C_C_T
on August 27, 2013 at 11:55 AM
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I like to get out of there as quickly as possible too.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on August 27, 2013 at 10:00 AM
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seagulls??? over our landfills ( and there are quite a few here in Florida) we have vultures flying... I know they perform a function in Nature as everything that lives but have you ever seen uglier creatures???? Darn! and there are thousands of them circling over the garbage hills. You know South Florida is totally flat so whenever you see a cute little hill covered with green green grass ...you know there is the garbage! Shameful! but where are they going to put it... I guess its better than throwing it in the ocean which has been done as well... Of course the smell of it transcends the grass and the vultures circling also announce the crime. What I do not understand is who lives in those communities, cute and quaint , that flourish around those filth hills and what is the consequence to their health... terrible!
Your poem is amazing ...sorry I went on and on :-) xoxoxo
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Sinome
on August 27, 2013 at 9:21 AM
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Out here at our land fills we have thousands of seagulls one must be weary of as they fly overhead, but they have found a way to cover it over and make electricity from the methane for the next thirty years, then there will be houses built. Great poem Bob.
posted by
UtahJay
on August 27, 2013 at 8:01 AM
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Oh my - hopw depressing to think of it as our footprint. Is that all we're leaving? Goof poem - conveys the feeling of unease well.
posted by
adnohr
on August 27, 2013 at 5:56 AM
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