SEARCHING FOR BALLATA(A Shaggy Dog Poem)
Some words unnerve like people do,
Each time I sidle to the plate,Baseball is a subtle game;
less subtle, by half, than freedom.
You taught me love in absence.
Even more, in defiance
of simple cause and effect...
of history and tendency...
of box scores and their tabled truth.
At times I'm almost grateful,
if gratitude could show its face
below the Mendoza Line.
For you, nostalgia has its charm;
for me, I live in present tense.
I need new words to close the loop,
to make sense as you vanish.
So, remember this when we part:
Novemeber 1998; last revised July 1999
Copyright © 1999 by Thomas Guarnera
|THOMAS GUARNERA is a marketing manager by day, would-be poet by night, and baseball fan 24 hours a day. He lives in New Jersey with his wife and two children, residing in the same town as Phil Rizzuto (holy cow)! Thomas has published in e-mail magazines and reads frequently in the New York metropolitan area. A lifelong Mets fan, he still has flashbacks to 1969, being in the stands for Tom Seaver's 8 1/3 innings of perfect game against the Chicago Cubs.|