Golf at Tramore Ireland (Photo)‘Golf’ and Other Poetry by Russel Winick The Society April 23, 2020 Beauty, Culture, Humor, Poetry 1 Comment Golf My friends love golf so much But I do not share the allure. There’re many other ways for me To function like manure. It’s Love Last night we watched old videos Our kids were 3 and 4 I told one son about it And he said “You must be bored.” Until I had a wife and kids I knew not what love was And now my son can’t know it yet, I hope someday he does. Confidence The NBA’s first ever Three-point contest beckoned. And putting on his sneakers Larry Bird asked “Who’ll get second?” Mr. Winick recently started writing poetry at nearly age 65, after ending a long legal career. He resides in Naperville, Illinois. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to email@example.com. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) One Response C.B. Anderson April 24, 2020 Russel, In “Golf” I did not understand the “manure” reference, unless you mean the goose crap that covers most of the golf courses around here, thanks to an overabundance of Canada geese that spend the summer here in New England. “It’s Love” was the best of the three, but in the penultimate line “though” would have worked better than “now.” “Confidence” strikes home, if only because I have lived in the Boston area for several decades. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.