Concerning The Sport Of Cricket Poem by Hans Ostrom
Concerning The Sport Of Cricket
A Cubist concoction of layered planes,
seems cricket. A match progresses
in a stiff-legged imperial ballet
with yachting costumes. Scoring
is prolific, as with stock markets.
There are slap-bats and wee wooden
sticks- quite droll. Cricket is so
very, very something, far afield
from clarity but highly ordered,
bright and secretive. Sedate, surreal.
About this game who knows what to feel?
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