As the Eastern Seaboard Appears in the Airplane Window

As much as I disdain my nation’s acts,
as often as I wince and shake my head,
the truth is I was born here, and the facts
of my existence and my years have led
me to a love that blossoms with attacks
of chauvinistic consciousness instead
of critical dismay when I return,
no matter how delightful the sojourn.

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