Hits and Runs

by Carl Sandburg

I REMEMBER the Chillicothe ball players grappling the Rock Island ball players in a sixteen-inning game ended by darkness.
And the shoulders of the Chillicothe players were a red smoke against the sundown and the shoulders of the Rock Island players were a yellow smoke against the sundown.
And the umpire’s voice was hoarse calling balls and strikes and outs and the umpire’s throat fought in the dust for a song.

 


Published in Former Teams, Free Verse, History, The Game Itself | Link to this poem | 2 Comments

Hits and Runs: 2 Comments

  1. George Bowering wrote,

    Sounds as if the gent were trying to write poetically.

  2. Stephen Jones wrote,

    I like this. Poetry – ala’ “beat” and “raw.”

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