Saturday, October 18, 2003
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Red Sox Haiku

The city is strangely quiet, the weather suddenly cold. Our friend from the trading post, visiting this weekend with a van of merchandise, sits almost alone with the kachinas. Nobody in Boston leaves home today.

We talk about the Sox and the Cubs, and about the time he and his friends climbed a mountain, back in the 50's, so he could plug their radios into the new FAA antenna and listen to the Yankees play the Dodgers. Some of the others spoke only Navaho or Zuni, but they knew enough English to hear the numbers. They knew the score.

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Going, going, gone
In the eleventh inning
Winter has begun .

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