I came late to Emily Dickinson (never read her in high school), but I love her work. Still, I can't resist. One note: the poetry parodies I'm most likely to lean towards revolve around baseball. The late, great relief pitcher Dan Quisenberry (sp?) published a couple of books of poetry, and seeing those on a store's shelves made us giggle. We looked briefly into the book and scoffed because we were a little more snobbish then and less likely to give the benefit of the doubt. So them's the roots. Onward and upward we go:
I heard a fly ball when I died;
The stillness round my glove
Was like the stillness in the stands
When KissCam catches love.
Saturday, February 11, 2006
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