Thursday, October 25, 2012

Giants. What poetry do Giants eat?

Celebratory words and perhaps, in a few days, all in San Francisco will be seated at the festive table. Or perhaps in the street raising voices as in a slam.

Odes to the Giants! For those who wish to be exact, there's a school of baseball poetry. Not quite like cowboy, but more akin than not.

1 comment:

  1. not quite (ever), she retracts a comment
    and bat boy in mind, retrieves a splinter on the field

    be sure of the direction, the velocity
    of a flying object

    succinct in its target
    it wishes to hit it, hard