Classic Poem

I am the sole homosexual
in Wilton, New Hampshire, & I

was imported only this afternoon.
Rafts of whirligigs scatter

as I approach by canoe; cut-
worms devour potatoes,

raccoons split wood houses,
scoop, eat, birds inside,

are hunted & shot in turn
by black dogs, & hunters.

Mining insects leave striations
'cross leaves of water lilies,
beavers topple trees, water
rises, raises mosquitoes, fleas.

Grey, white, black, yellow
birches dwarf blueberries:

no safe spot, no domain. Hurri-
cane David yanks branches

from fruit trees. Japanese
beetles make lettuce artless lace,

porcupines pierce the tongues
of hunters' dogs—all because
there's faggot in New Hampshire.