The Innisfree Poetry Journal
by Tim Suermondt
Opening Day and the Great Poets of Any Age
It's a wonder they don't
throw their hands up
and quit trying to get through
amid the noise and the clutter.
But on those rare occasions
when they succeed, like today,
you're grateful for all their persistence—
you fall in love again
with their tangle of language,
the serious virtue and naughtiness,
the dead-on mot justes,
and their insistence on according
humor a good place at the table.
You say "Thank you" and turn on
the ball game, quite certain
that they will all join in the viewing,
staying until the very last out,
cheering from somewhere beautiful.
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