Waiting for Godot's First Pitch: More Poems from Baseball

by Tim Peeler

In baseball, as in much poetry, beauty comes from tension. Groundrules and boundaries confine those who would play, but the best find ways to exploit their strictures, and just as the daring base runner takes second on a fly to right, the practiced poet trips the sleepy reader with a surprise rhyme, bold line break, or a jarring reversal of foot. It's no surprise, then, that hardball has a larger body of literature than other sports, or that aficionados...

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: 0786411279
• ISBN13: 9780786411276
• Release Date: July 2001
• Publisher: McFarland & Company
• Length: 128 Pages
• Weight: 0.44 lbs.
• Dimensions: 0.3" x 6.0" x 9.0"
• Age Range: 18 years and up
• Grade Range: Postsecondary and higher

Customer Reviews

Peeler Does It Again!

Poet Tim Peeler hits another two out, bases loaded home run with his thought provoking and very personal Waiting for Godot's First Pitch. Peeler paints the outside corners with extraordinary word-play about the boys of Summer, but it is the intimate tales of his own Summers spent playing ball with his father that ring the truest and the loudest. This is poetry that one can experience as one reads. As every boy becomes a man, the sound of a bat striking a ball or a ball slapping into a glove never leaves our consciousness. Poet Tim Peeler reminds every man of the special bond of baseball in every prosaic line. A very fine and wonderful collection.

A wonderful compendium of original verse

Tim Peller's Waiting For Godot's First Pitch: More Poems From Baseball is a wonderful compendium of original verse in celebration of America's great pastime. This anthology of outstanding poetry focuses on fathers and sons, baseball and time, memory and the nation, team and player, fan loyalty and baseball's enduring inspiration. You Pitch The Night To Me: Your freeze-frame fastball fizzles/Like the west blue fuse of me--//Your baneful curve curls from/A burning page in an open diary--//Your cool change up waits for my cows to come in,/But my cows drink gin and refuse to come in--//As I leave the game quietly,/Your record another strikeout.