“…only the names of places had dignity.” 
– Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms

No farms recede from Ives Dairy Road,
Just row after row of June Cleaver homes—

No apples blossom on Orchard Lane—
Acres of trees?  Not one remains.

No trout swim near River Street,
Just pavement pounded by weary feet—

Moo-moo-moving are herds of cars,
Gassing their way down boulevards—

Our supermarket is Evergreen Park
Where traffic lights dispel the dark—

We call our shopping mall The Open Field—
Not even the names of places are real…

– Robert Piazza