“Baseball,” by Linda Pastan

Here’s a poem out of a book that a close friend gave to me a few years ago.  The book is Diamonds Are A Girl’s Best Friend: Women Writers on Baseball, edited by Elinor Nauen, and it is a collection of stories, poems, essays, and memoirs about baseball written by women.  I love the layers of meaning in this piece.


When you tried to tell me
baseball was a metaphor

for life: the long, dusty travail
around the bases, for instance,

to try to go home again;
the Sacrifice for which you win

approval but not applause;
the way the light closes down

in the last days of the season–
I didn’t believe you.

It’s just a way of passing
the time, I said.

And you said: that’s it.

7 Comments on ““Baseball,” by Linda Pastan”

  1. I like it too. There’s one blogger I know of that writes with layers of meaning too and it makes their posts very interesting as well.

  2. steve says:

    that’s fantastic or realistic the way it teases you with uh oh here comes another esoteric over the top baseball allusion and then wham, it’s just about killing time. i hope to find this book you reference on woman baseball poets.

    • Yeah, the complete defiance of the reader’s expectations is pretty great. Baseball, and life, are all these things — and yet, in the end, the passage of time is the ultimate accomplishment.

  3. firecook says:

    Hello and Thank you for liking a post. I like your poem. Good Ol’ Baseball it’s an American sport:)

    • Thank you for stopping by as well! I wish I could take credit for the poem itself, but those kudos go to Linda Pastan 🙂 It’s definitely a fantastic piece!

      • firecook says:

        wow! silly me:) Sure was cool;) Have a nice morning. .Now thinking of Baseball I an hungry for cracker jacks and hot dog and remembering the ol Baseball song..

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