Best Right Field Poems

When I was a child,
summer at my Aunt Joanne’s
meant staying out as late as it took the sun to set!
And mostly with my cousin Chris,
I...

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Some walked, others biked
As we gathered at the park
There was Jimmy, Peewee
Ricky, Billy and Mark
Neighborhood boys
From blocks around, they'd descend
For the Sandlot World Series
It was...

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We played sports
on asphalt fields
drains and sewer lids
for bases
Billy’s house the right field line
Tommy’s porch
a short left field.

We diagramed
football plays
bottle caps, fractured marbles,
Mikey’s favorite button.
The...

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Problems many of which are not getting solved
not because I'm not resolved but because I delay
to savor the day, the moon and the season
which is...

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I remember that boy standing there in the outfield grass,
Waiting and watching so no ball would pass.

He was in right field, or was it center...

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After chewing shoe leather they called steak, 
in the Pencey cafeteria, 
Mal, Ackley, and I enjoyed a winter afternoon on campus, 
on the bus, and...

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"Dreams do this, Catcher" 

mystery in the heart
misleads the kiss
the kiss bleeds 
like a somersault
backwards 
into the comfort
of the dream

we find hidden notes 
written in...

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YOU PUT UP THE NUMBERS 
YEAR AFTER YEAR. 
YOU FACED EVERY PITCHER 
HAVING NO FEAR. 

YOU HAVE A GREAT EYE. 
THE BEST OF THEM ALL.
YOU...

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BARRY BONDS  
NOW THERE'S A NAME  
THAT SHOULD RESIDE  
IN THE HALL OF FAME  

AS A ROOKIE 
HE SHOWED SOME STRENGTH...

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I remember fish sticks for Friday night dinners
And having phones mounted on the wall
And when calling my parents to come pick me up
Hearing the operator...

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THE GAME


We would gather slowly
“toss” the bat, choose sides,
use the “least battered” ball,
the only bat we had.
The girls played too,
chosen because they
could play….often before
some of...

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February marks the date but we don't celebrate.
Relationship is real, daily struggle, money, temptations, and 
suicidal moments. 
We took the scenic route but have only...

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It was deep in the 1980s, and I was deep into my late 30s.           ...

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They called me fat and I laughed.
They called my mother an idiot and I rolled my eyes.
They threw out names so hard and fast
I had...

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A.R. Ammons on the mound
Auden on the mound
Ginsberg on 1st
Frost on second
Carl Sandburg on third
Ferlinghetti at short
Right Field - Wordsworth
Left field - Shelly 
Blake -...

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