Friday, September 23, 2005

Seeing Red Pop

BC4. What must we do to gain the happiness of heaven?

Now at Fenway Park, in luxury
accommodations, rising near the roofline—
rain delays the game until the tarp
appears to roll the rainfall inside out.
Watching from above, you'll see the hitter
set his stance, precariously faithful—
inertia to kinetic chance.
The altered arms are reaching skywards backwards.
Front foot balancing on shifting clay,
the body hovers above a diamond point
in time awaiting something thrown its way
too fast or too misleading or else missing
some expected something else—
in play.

~Son Rivers 2005

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