for Vin Scully (1927-2022)
Some say his dulcet tones
Soothed the raucous hard ballers.
Some say his mellifluous vocals
Quelled the rabid Dodgers horde.
Others say his soothing cache
Of insightful swag saved the day.
The wonderful horde of baseball
Lore and treasure allured us forever
the day he arrived in Brooklyn &
the era he shined in his city of angels.
We shall not hear again his storied
Trove of love for our nation’s game—
Our man with a voice for all seasons.
Earl Wilcox writes from his retirement balcony in upstate South Carolina. A collection of his poems—It Goes On, Life Poems—will be published in 2023.
