Monthly Archives: October 2017

Game 6

This life is still a game of glad winners and of sad losers modern parenting notwithstanding Not every child gets a trophy an A A war won by truce leaves legacies life`long divisions demilitarized`zones endless suspicions social paranoia and in … Continue reading

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The Fans

What can I say? Fans are a motley crew The World Series crowd is a microcosm of America Folks not even knowing each other instant pals All for the Game For four hours they’ll pack a stadium shelling out a … Continue reading

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The Manager

He stands at the railing of the dug`out watching the game flow one inning into another His face a study in passivity A hand on the rail in another a clipboard full of possibilities of statistics of rosters Mentally he … Continue reading

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The Ump

Crouching behind the catcher in his inflated black suit hovers the game’s arbiter the home`plate umpire whose masked face barks calls sometimes in intelligible words other`times in squawks or mumbling grumblings and upon a third strike a hawk`like screech and … Continue reading

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The Hurler

The pitcher appears taller than he really is up on the mound in his baggy pants toeing the rubber reading the sign from the crotch of the catcher The baseball hides in his mitt where he twists it grasping the … Continue reading

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The Slugger

He stands in the batters`box making himself small muscles ligaments coiled tight His eyes still as an alley`cat’s locked upon her victim focus on the seams of the ball The lumber bound to his hands by pine`tar part of him … Continue reading

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On Baseball & Life

Throwing the ball hard is a good thing Where you throw it is a better thing The aces paint the corners Hitting the ball hard is good as well But where it ends up will matter more Sluggers find the … Continue reading

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The Road Going West

The Road going West grows narrow with the years the pot`holes fill`up with rain`water Asphalt is a luxury when wasted on the elderly who will take this journey one way We came to see sunset when younger Four times now … Continue reading

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The Maple Leaf

I opened the cupboard expecting to find a can of clam`chowder And there it was right where I’d put it I lifted a maple leaf expecting to find a poem writ on its under `side celebrating the autumn foliage I … Continue reading

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Paideia

Truth is a verb It is living` out one’s beliefs in real time acting`out Liberty A child who watches a father cheat learns deception a mother hate finds bigotry Natural Truth as a noun school`taught is easy to recite Love … Continue reading

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The Yellow Leaf

Like trees which beneath their bark feel no sign of aging so under our skin we remain young Forever Young Bob Dylan said it as though evergreen our spent needles flew off in wind to be instantly replaced by fresh … Continue reading

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On Seriousness

Ah, the Gift! To take Troubles with a grain of salt to weep at others’ pain to laugh at our own conscious the gift of resilience In childhood we expected Life to end at toothache worlds to stop turning for … Continue reading

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