Fall of 42

 By Stuart Shea

Shrouded in soft gauzy myth
Jackie Robinson
smiles, uncomplicated–
angry when necessary,
beatific when possible,
surrounded by angels and devils,
not people.

Making Jackie a figure,
instead of a person,
means we don’t have to deal with
what he dealt with.
We can celebrate his triumph,
which by our celebrating it becomes OUR triumph.

Oh, how good we are.

 


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  1. Edmund Conti wrote,

    Oh, how good that is.

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