Demolishing Daisy’s House


The waters of the great sound
embrace me at Land’s End
lapping ceaselessly and bearing witness.

My front door is now unhinged
paint peels from my walls.
Yellow Formica passe kitchen
floors strewn with trash
pool and diving board in ruins.

I am slowly rusting away
out of sight
but never out of the cultured mind.

I am old and decrepit
halcyon party nights a fading memory.
No one visits anymore.
The rich and powerful
have come and gone.
They didn’t have to be invited
They were so sophisticated
they just came.

Only spectres live here now.
No matter.
I am immortal.
I am Daisy’s.

She was the best thing a girl can be.
A beautiful little fool.
Forever Daisy’s.

The green light will always be lit
at the end of the dock
for Jay.



I penned this piece in 2011 when it was reported that Land’s End, the above house on 13 acres in Sands Point, Long Island. with a thousand foot lawn which went down to the water,  was to be demolished to make room for five custom homes at $10 million each.  

The early 20th century home joined hundreds of others demolished along Long Island’s Gold Coast, named for its wealthy inhabitants during the first half of the century.

In The Great Gatsby, the Gold Coast old-money community is known as “East Egg.” Jay Gatsby lives across the river in “West Egg,” the new-money town of Great Neck. While Fitzgerald was a regular at Gold Coast soirees, he lived in Great Neck, in a house that still exists.

Lands End was once owned by New York World owner Herbert Baynard Swope.  The house entertained barons, both robber and royal as well as a President or two.

It was said to be the house which inspired Gatsby.


About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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