Beacon's own beloved Mary Oliver has a poem in the Boston Globe about  baseball, more specifically about our own, beloved Red Sox. It seemed appropriate to send you all to read it today, as the office buzzes with anticipation/dread (in typical Sox fan fashion) over tonight's do-or-die game.

We are also buzzing about tomorrow's blog post, by Mary Oliver about Edna St. Vincent Millay, who died fifty-seven years ago tomorrow. Millay's house is one of many locales featured in the beautiful Our World, a collection of photos taken by the late Molly Malone Cook and accompanied with journal entries and essays by Oliver.

Use the comments field to share your own favorite sports poems, or just to say, "Go Sox!"