Dear Editors:
I am a resident of the
village of East Quogue. I am also a poet and currently serve (by
self-proclamation) as the official poet laureate of Weesuck Creek.
It is in my official
capacity that I am writing to express my strong opposition to Discovery Land Company's proposed
luxury golf resort development known as the Hills. Mindful that some of
my neighbors may harbor views to the contrary, I believe I speak for most of my
constituents, including a large majority of the residents who live along both
the east and west banks of Weesuck Creek. I also speak on behalf of a
large community of shorebirds, including the gulls, egrets, ospreys and
cormorants with whom I make it my business to commune as frequently as
possible. To a bird (I am utterly certain) they are unanimously opposed
to this project.
Although it may
exceed the word limit for letters to the editor I ask you to consider
publication of the following poem that I have written to mark this occasion and
through which I am making publicly known my position on this pressing issue.
Ode to Saying No (to the
proposed PPD)
For Discovery shall
Hold no sway here
Nor shall luxury
Claim dominion
Over the Pine Barrens
Build as of right
Or leave it in peace
Let the tides alone
Speak about variance
Nor is there need
For abatement given
The fragile state of
Our wetlands paradise
Where all is but lost and
Then again reclaimed
Twice every day
What hangs in the balance
Is one of earth’s remaining
Sacred spots Achabaca
Weesuck Creek by name
Sanctuary to shorebird
And songbird alike
Retirees from the city
Distinguished members
Of the building trades
First responders and
Assorted Bonackers
And Shinnecocks all
With their competing claims
We have staked out
Our lots on this sandbar
Forever certain that
Although the ground
Continues to shift
Beneath our feet
We will forever resist
The notion that we
May attain any value
Through Discovery
If that means putting
At risk this fragile beauty
With which we are
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