‘Little boxes, little boxes …’ – so went that sixties song,

along with other youthful Woodstock sneers

-and still suburbia’s moving right along,

undaunted, in both human hemispheres …
Media focus on those odd disputes

concerning trees, and rights-of-way and such

particularly, but suburbia refutes

claims such communities are out-of-touch.
Indeed, the spread of suburbia is ever

aware of the inner cities increasing cost,

challenging bland utopias and those clever

green dreams of urban dwellers hopelessly lost.
For most of my life, suburbia’s been my home,

and I still see new suburbs, east and west

(and north and south), defining themselves like families who come

seeking the better, hoping for the best,
Supposing in distance habitable space,

those things the clamorous outer life denies:

room to turn round twice and not grimace

and find some sympathy in unburdened skies …