THT poetry: Wrigley Field in April

In the prior edition of THT Poetry, we hung our flag at half-staff upon Marvin Miller’s passing.

Today, we experience what it is like for a die-hard Cubs fan to sit through a game at Wrigley Field at night in April …

wrigley | april
By Ed DeCaria

a heavy wind
is whirling in
its fingernails play violin
it whips my brow
and sears my skin
i’m beaten
but

the cubbies win

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