after Elizabeth Bishop’s “One Art”
Tonight there’s no art
to losing in extra innings.
We’re not used to winning.
Not having to console ourselves,
heart-heavy. In the park,
in their city, we’re all about
coming back from losing.
Celebrating the art of one-
run winning. Raising the flag
at the start of Spring’s next season.
We became too used to waiting
for next season. Isn’t it too easy
to say we can win in another
century, too nice to let the other
teams do all the winning,
a post-game, locker room’s champagne
drinking? Toasting, saying goodbye
to a century of losing. Let’s make
it easier to watch us winning, to replay
what our boys and men have won,
we’re here tonight to win.
What Elizabeth would write we have
to say. (Right here, right now.)
It’s an art to feel the winning. To losing,
Wait until next year.
Gary Margolis, Cornwall