They Were

Grass from rotting bleachers to outfield walls,

Paint of hardware stores and auto dealers chipped ….

Railroad tracks, their brown black

Aside deserted passenger stations, windows broken ….

Those town-team games, hundreds of spectators,

Now, eight black and white photos on a restaurant wall ….

Those on and off passengers, the steps up and down,

They, too, join black and white photos on the restaurant wall, six in total ….

Find the field, try a plank rest,

See the tracks, look east, look west ….

Walk away, slowly ….

Eugene “Gene” Novogrodsky, mid-July 2102

Author: Gene Novogrodsky

Eugene “Gene” Novogrodsky, a Brownsville resident for nearly three decades, writes North American border slices, from eastern Canada to central Mexico, and in between. He is one of the founders of the Narciso Martinez Cultural Arts Center Writers Forum in San Benito. He sometimes participates with the informal Resaca Writers Group in Brownsville. He prefers, however, to read to two or three attentive listeners – when asked!


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One Response to They Were

  1. George Foley says:

    Nice to see Mr. Novogrodsky is still rabble rousing. Johanna (Smola) and I just returned from a cruise that included St Petersburg and visited Rasputin’s assination site, we both remembered a high school teacher who jumped up on a desk and railed about Rasputin.

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