Friday, April 4, 2008

And Yet More Baseball...

Assignment #1: Write a poem about Baseball and God

And on the ninth day, God
In His infinite playfulness
Grass green grass, sky blue sky,
Separated the infield from the outfield,
Formed a skin of clay, Assigned bases of safety
On cardinal points of the compass
Circling the mountain of deliverance,
Fashioned a wandering moon
From a horse, a string and a gum tree,
Tempered weapons of ash,
Made gloves from the golden skin of sacrificial bulls,
Set stars alight in the Milky Way,
Divided the descendants of Cain and Abel into contenders,
Declared time out, time in,
stepped back,
And thundered over all of
creation:
"Play ball!"

Philip E. Burnham, Jr. from Housekeeping: Poems Out of the
Ordinary. © Ibbetson Street Press, 2005. Via the Writer's
Almanac
.




Today is the home opener for the Rockies! I am on my way home from school to watch on TV (while studying Greek, of course). My friend BlueEyes will be at the game (lucky her) and is supposed to text me about all the fun she is having. I will be jealous, of course!

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