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The Course at Twilight
Timothy Walsh

Across this green world, into the twilight,
walking the fairways with your son on the back nine,
your bag of clubs knocking together,
a hat and a glove, yourself and the wide world,
reminding each other that you learn as much
            from the bad shots as the good.
If this land were not real, we’d swear
            we were treading paradise.
If this were not a game, we’d assume
            it was our life’s journey.
An immense playing field and a minuscule goal,
the rhythm of your swing tracing a harmonious arc,
banishing care.
Muscle memory and swing thoughts.
Somehow, there is nothing lacking.
Teeing off across water on the final hole,
both of us finding the green,
putting for par as the sun dips below trees,
looking out across burnished fairways,
tending the pin while your son taps the ball
            toward the hole.
© by Timothy Walsh.
Used with the author’s permission.

Timothy Walsh grew up in New Jersey but has spent the past three decades in Wisconsin. He currently directs the Cross-College Advising Service at the University of Wisconsin-Madison. Timothy’s latest collection of poetry is When the World Was Rear-Wheel Drive: New Jersey Poems (Main Street Rag Publishing). His inspiration comes from walking or bicycling whenever he can, and being on or near the water whenever possible—­canoeing, kayaking, sailing, or sitting by the shore. He also enjoys tending a garden of roses, climbing vines, and fruit trees while the garden tends to him. Learn more about Timothy at







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Mimi said everything I was thinking/ continue to think as I re-read this marvelous poem.
Posted 06/11/2012 02:59 PM
this land IS Paradise, when we're doing what we love...and clearly you are. wonderful poem! -Sharon Auberle
Posted 06/11/2012 08:23 AM
love those moments when "somehow there is nothing lacking" nice work, tim ;-)
Posted 06/11/2012 08:02 AM
Nice sports-write story in here. Very amusing. I love it.
Posted 06/11/2012 07:03 AM
Golf - a good walk shared. I think our fathers will always be "tending the pin"
Posted 06/11/2012 06:39 AM

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