This poem is taken from PN Review 14, Volume 6 Number 6, July - August 1980.
Siloam'By cool Siloam's shady rill'
(Heber)
Arkansas's westernmost county
Is dry; we nip back over
The out-of-town stateline for
Liquor in Oklahoma.
In the next one, 'wet', a drive-in
Announces 'Kinky Ladies';
A shack says 'Modern Massage',
Not open yet for trading.
A titter: 'This is what
Free Churchmen mean by a felt
Religion? We are, are we not,
At the heart of the Bible Belt?'
We are. This is Siloam
Springs. Once off the highway,
We walk in the 1930s,
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