“The fundamental truth, a baseball game is nothing but a great slow contraption for getting you to pay attention to the cadence of a summer day.”
—Michael Chabon

With the city spread out before us, our seats under
the cantilevered roof, the cadence of the summer’s day

slows toward dusk, darkness and impending storms.
How often do we sit and watch the weather reach us?

When the rains do come,
it’s seeing rain for the very first time,

as if we’ve been blind,
and the bandages have been removed.

Magnified under 1.5 million watts,
this electrified rain, this glistening,

miraculous rain just might be able
to cool our planet. Oh, dear

dear earth.