I'm an ardent San Francisco Giants fan. I learned to love baseball as a parent of a Cupertino National Little League player -- and now that my son doesn't play Little League anymore, I've transferred that passion to the Giants.
"It’s about
the ball,
the bat,
the mitt,
the bases
and the fans.
It’s done
on a diamond,
and for fun.
It’s about
home, and it’s
about run."
There are a lot of baseball poems. A lot. I'm not sure what it is about poets, but baseball seems to be their sport. I wrote a poem for my daughter's softball team which was published in a local journal, The Sand Hill Review, and one for my son's baseball team which was included in the 2008 California Poets in the Schools statewide anthology. (http://www.sandhillreview.org/ and http://cpits.org/anth.html)
The poem I am quoting today is by May Swenson. She's a favorite poet of mine, because her language is so simple and direct. Nothing too tricky about her poems, yet they still have beauty, depth, and even mystery in them.
You can read more about May Swenson and her great poem "An Analysis of Baseball" at the Poetry Foundation's website. http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/177796
Go Giants!
