MARIANNE MOORE, POET, BASEBALL FAN *

Marianne Moore, 1887-1972

Oh, Marianne, you used to go
to the Dodger games, right? –
the old Brooklyn Dodgers
who played in the small confines
of Ebbets Field in the 50s.
I might have seen you there,
and together we might have written
a poem or two together
showing our love for Dodger blue.
Reese, Campy, the Duke and Hodges
were the stuff of my childhood dreams
that one day I would take the relay
from Furillo and cut down the runner
trying to score from first on a double.
By the end of the game we both
would have finished our verses;
then we would break for refreshments
while extolling the praises of our Bums.
No more waiting until next year.
Time for poetry then and now.