"Sorry for the delay,
West Hampton will be next,"
said the bending tips
of grass pointed East
curved into C's shielding
the bare grey branches
stretching in the same
direction but screaming much more
about it. The shucked corn
stalks snapped in half
ashamed beside fields
of grapes purple with stone
shops attached and it pushes
toward Speonk, Amagansett,
South Hampton, East Hampton, as
"directions West" are gone and
we roll toward "all points East."
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I'm reading this again and I like it very much.
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