Isn't this what cities are supposed to look like?
Two visitor comments plus my neighbor mentioned "Casey at the Bat," so I'm posting the link to it as well as a six-minute James Earl Jones reading of it. It's innocent fun, but I'm not ready to call it great or important poetry.
YouTube - Casey At The Bat - James Earl Jones
Casey at the Bat by Ernest Lawrence Thayer : The Poetry Foundation [poem]
This scrappy teen got down on the concrete to wrestle a foul ball away from other, larger contenders. I was impressed. She's wearing a Curtis Granderson jersey; he was a fan favorite, so we traded him to the Yankees last year.
Keep your eye on the ball!
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