From Wine Poetry to Baseball Ballet

 

 

Wine is poetry in a bottle.

The word, the lines of each poem

Escape the mouths of those who sip

And need to tell you

About bouquet, aroma,

Fruit, nuts, or the hint of the 

Spice from the aged wooden barrel.


If you don't get wine, it seems strange

That that’s all detectable to a palette.

It’s like, if you don't get sports,

Listening to someone explain

The theories of pitcher versus batter,

Four downs and 10 yards,

Or offside on the pitch or the ice.


I don’t get wine, but I understand

The subtleties of flavor

The breathing, timing, and swirling.

I could show you the same things

On a baseball diamond as 

The players perform the

Graceful ballet of infield practice.


Photo credit:  NARA & DVIDS Public Domain Archive

Ed Dzitko

Do all the good you can, by all the means you can, in all the ways you can, in all the places you can, at all the times you can, to all the people you can, as long as ever you can. (John Wesley)

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