A Silly, Silly Game
Cricket. Too slow! Too boring!
Thin ripple of applause from
a mock Tudor pavilion. Consider
those daffy names cricketers use:
Silly mid-on. Silly mid-off.
Silly midwicket. Silly point.
As my train clatters through
the English countryside, I see a
a lazy stream wafting with fresh
green weeping willows, a water-
meadow where Guernseys graze, see
the inevitable cricket match:
players in white flannels dot
a green lawn precisely rollered.
Oh yawn! Supplanted all too fast
(howzat!) by a cemetery's sod
dotted with white stones.
Christopher T. George