Love Song of the Polar Bear Mascot at McCoy Stadium in Pawtucket, Rhode Island

Love Song of the Polar Bear Mascot at McCoy Stadium in Pawtucket, Rhode Island

By Martín Espada

My head is stuck! I am stuck inside my head like a lunatic or a poet!

I cannot see through my unblinking eyes. This face cannot stop smiling,

as the words of my ninety-year-old mother roll around in my head:

Anyone who smiles all the time is an idiot. I listen to myself breathing,

like an obscene phone call from the days when people would say

Hello? Hello? Who is this? in the movies.  My armpits are drooling.

But they love me. They love me when I fire my cannon of plush baseballs

into the crowd. They love me when I dance on the dugout in my floppy shoes,

inches from slipping into the well of darkness. They love me when they see

my statue at the gates of the ballpark, arms stuck straight out like a crucified

polar bear in a red cap. They love me more if the team wins. They love me

more with every beer. The teenagers love me when they flick my snout to see

if I’ll bite. The toddlers love me when they shriek in my face, thinking I’m real.

At the end of the game, my head is still stuck in my head. My zipper dangles,

derailed in the seventh inning, a little train skidding off the track on my belly.

I fold the chairs and tables in the ticket office, still stuffed in my polar bear

mascot costume, drenched as if I pumped my arms and legs to score

the winning run in the last of the ninth, the reverie of mascots everywhere. 

I see you in the window, through the hole in my smiling mouth, and you see me,

and I know you love me. You love me because you love the polar bears drifting

on chunks of ice far from all the other bears. You love me because you love

the polar bears who see the ice melting in a cup of beer and think of home.

You love me because you love the polar bears stuck in their own heads

like lunatics or poets. You love me because you love the polar bears

who write poems but will never understand the train wreck of a zipper.

You love me because you love the polar bears who stink, eager to nuzzle

my armpit and tell me how the musk of my costume intoxicates you.

You love me, so I will be a better bear. Tomorrow, I will go to the deck

with the swivel seats and find the drunk who yells at the shortstop all day,

telling him to swim back to the island he came from so many times even

the drunk’s mother says Shut up, Tommy, and fire my cannon of plush baseballs

off Tommy the drunk’s chest, crushing his big cup so the beer spurts into

the air and showers his head like the urine of God, then rendezvous with you

under my statue, where you unscrew my head at last and I can sing this song.

Martín Espada has published more than twenty books as a poet, editor, essayist, and translator. His new book of poems, Jailbreak of Sparrows, was published by Knopf in 2025. His previous book, Floaters, won the National Book Award for Poetry and a Massachusetts Book Award. His poetry collections from Norton include Vivas to Those Who Have Failed (2016), The Trouble Ball (2011), The Republic of Poetry (2006), Alabanza (2003) and Imagine the Angels of Bread (1996). He is the editor of What Saves Us: Poems of Empathy and Outrage in the Age of Trump (2019). Espada has received the Ruth Lilly Poetry Prize, the Shelley Memorial Award, the Robert Creeley Award, an Academy of American Poets Fellowship, the PEN/Revson Fellowship, a Letras Boricuas Fellowship, and a Guggenheim Fellowship. The title poem of his collection Alabanza, about 9/11, has been widely anthologized and performed. His book of essays and poems, Zapata’s Disciple (1998), was banned in Tucson as part of the Mexican-American Studies Program outlawed by the state of Arizona. A former tenant lawyer with Su Clínica Legal in Greater Boston, Espada is a professor of English at the University of Massachusetts-Amherst.

Andy Lattimer is a gay guy who lives in Southern California. He makes comics, most of which are about baseball. You can read them on his website, andylattimer.com

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