Grey Held

Grey Held

This only loosely qualifies as a poster, but, earlier in quarantine, I was going on a lot of walks through my neighborhood and noticed this sign for the first time. I had never looked closely at it before because from a distance it just looks like a bus stop sign, but it’s actually a poem by Grey Held. It’s a really lovely poem on its own, but the presentation on the “bus stop sign” completely changes it. The way it uses the “bus stop” text as part of the piece and how it’s hidden in plain sight gives it such an allure for me. Like, I wonder how many other people have noticed it, and I wonder how many people have walked by it and not read it (like I did for… 15 years?). It’s stuck in my head and now every time I go walking through my town I take an extra second to look at every sign or poster where there might be another poem waiting for me to finally find it. I’m pretty sure this is the only one, but I still look, just in case there are other little hidden snippets of art.