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YANKEE STADIUM 1958

I remember the gritty dark
Corridors and sticky floors
In the old stadium
On the steaming summer day
The smell of beer and sweat
Smoked beef and urine
Mustard and french fries

Holding my father’s hand
Up the stairs to the portal opening
To the sudden view of the field below
With its wide green carpet of grass
And the combed rust colored clay
With perfect powdered lines and bases
What I had only known through
Black and white on the small screen
In the cluttered living room

Though we sat far in the bleachers
The teams were warming up
So we went to furthest edge
Where number 7 stood right before me
And with a nonchalant spin of his arm
The ball took off like a rising spear
Rolling on a table of wind
To a distant glove which did not budge
In the long wait for the catch
And its sound of fist to palm

I shouted something or shrieked
Mickey turned to me and smiled
And I wished that I could be that man forever
As much as that smile told me
He wished he could be that boy

Last few words: 
#7 Mickey Mantle baseball star for the Yankees 1950'2-60's...I recently went to a baseball game with remembered this moment from my first game.
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the story and although I never was a big baseball fan and never went to a game, I do remember having Mickey's baseball cards to trade for comic-books from another kid. I know that I do it a lot, but I wish that you hadn't capitalized each and every line. For some reason, it doesn't seem to have an even flow. I guess that it would be alright if each line was a complete thought, but most are not.
~ Gee.
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From what I see on the debate of caps on the first word of a poem I am currently in the slight majority. If you google the question you will find quite a few serious papers about it. The reasons are many to cap and I agree with them. Unlike politics there can be commerce between us poets (if you know that famous quote by Ezra Pound.)
Curiously I did not punctuate this poem which is rare for me lately. I think it's because I was describing an age (the 60's) when no punctuation was all the rage. Neither was rhyme.
Obviously there are no rules. Like in what type of frame to use for s painting. It makes a little diffference. But not a lot

Eumolpus
I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing
than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance
ee cummings

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after looking at a poem that I am writing, I found myself doing just as you did.
So I retract my comment and acquiesce to popular majority. ~ Gee.
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I meant first word of each line in cap.

Eumolpus
I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing
than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance
ee cummings

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I've always wanted to experience going to a baseball game. I love the picture of that environment I'm getting from it. As always, nice job.

"Poetry is music for the human voice. Until you actually speak it or someone speaks it, it has not come into it's own."
- Maya Angelou

although i never played a baseball before
but i really enjoyed the poem
nice one Eumolpus

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