Field of Dreams - Mar 13 2021

 

Field of Dreams

Mar 13 2021

A spring training game

appears on TV.

Played on lush green grass

under Florida sun

it seems like another planet.

Where tropical palms

sway languidly

beyond the outfield fence,

while in the bleacher seats

tanned women put up their feet

and lean breezily back,

laughing and flirting and teasing their men

with supple southern ease.

Sporting pink and coral tank-tops

and too short shorts.

While here, in a lingering winter

a day after the blizzard

the world's still swaddled in white

and there's a bite to the wind-driven air.

But I am reassured

to know it's spring somewhere,

and that grown men

still play boys' games

at summer's leisurely pace.

Where no one watches the clock

and no one cares who scores

    —    all except the minor leaguers

hoping to get noticed.

There is much to be said

for what's worth waiting for.

For anticipation

the deferral of gratification

being tested by adversity.

Knowing that winter will end

and spring will come

and baseball will be played,

the snow will melt, the sun ascend

the field of dreams awaits.