Red-Heart

Tale of incomplete-distances readings to the consciousness of Earthling wartime sport-windows for poetic cadence of (real) sharing.

A sports consciousness tale featuring referenced history-dramatization image-concepts from the women's baseball league inventions story, A League of Their Own (Penny Marshall) and an iconic allusion to the 'intentionality-jewelry' poem Charge of the Light Brigade (Alfred, Lord Tennyson). Happy Holidays! 

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I was working on a special World War era storyboard about the inventiveness and social (American Homeland) enchantment of the women's baseball league, formed to give home-life comforts and ease of worries during the draft of so many-an American into that cauldron of Earth-made Hell. I referenced a special poem in view of such a key moment of real world life (by Tennyson).

"Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
"Charge," was the captain's cry;
Their's not to reason why,

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Rode thro' the jaws of Death,
Half a league back again,
Up from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.

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Long shall the tale be told,
Yea, when our babes are old
How they rode onward."

My name's Amlan Satan, and I worked as a creative-writing professor at a New England school where sports-culture informed a new generation of readers invested in the competition-consciousness of world capitalism 'culture' for IQ; and I wanted my students for scholarships to appreciate/understand why that moment of baseball history for women in the press for sportsmanship oriented my Selfie-age readings of life linked social dodecahedrons (for the Ego!).

GIRLFRIEND: I fell in love with that women's baseball thing.

ME: That's it!

GIRLFRIEND: Seems erudition for what's diamonds for Earthlings, hon.

ME: That's it, darling.

GIRLFRIEND: You'd adapt such a flower into some male-poetry, yeah?

ME: That's it (for class).

GIRLFRIEND: Facebook-like (Earth's cinema).

So I crafted that relevance-poem for understanding my girlfriend recommended, and I called it Red Heart (for history-brainiacs):

"Entered in the library and encounter of spirit,

for a Saturday's AM in the shelves-perusing of sport;

Strode I into the annals of American baseball diamonds,

come upon the tale of that women's league in wartime;

found some bond for education's thermal-time.

What a jolly was that league of women for sport,

for a wartime view for what'd become a hot-tort;

Organized games to cure the darkness of brigade-worry,

and I knew that library miracle would cross with a ghost-encounter.

Had to ask the ghost, 'What manner of haunting is this, spirit?,

and I received a whispering-answer for the cloth of war;

I knew then women in sport was a ribbon for a start,

and fashioned for invention I did for an Earthling letters Red-Heart."

THE END

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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