'Too perfect'

An arial view of Woodstock, Vt.

“A sinking feeling that here is a transient, a tourist, a caretaker, and not the householder; that men live in New England as the Venetian lives in Venice….All this white and green and blue is precariously too perfect.’’

Robert Lowell (1917-77), in “New England and Further,’’ a long essay on New England poets.