I'll cry no more
When tears strike me
Babe Ruth to the end
Maris raising hairs
Hammerin' Hank snares
There's something about baseball that's meditative. Dillip, happy that you liked the poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent Richard you remembered Kerouac; s baseball game with playing cards Bravo!
Sure did, LeeAnn. And I added the last line as a tribute to Hank Aaron!