And another poem to read aloudNinth Inning I grip and whip ball flies on by "Strike One!" Next throw goes low whips past too fast "Strike Two!" I swing then Zing! I smack it back. Then ace first base. Run on past Jon. Through third I'm spurred, then slide -- -- too wide --! A gust of dust the crowd's in clouds. Dark skies Deep sighs. Lost game, no fame "Hey you!" "Reach out!" they shout. "The plate, stretch straight!" then Thwack! I'm back! "He's in! We win!" HOMERUN! by Anna Levine, first published in Cricket Magazine, 2004. Translated into Spanish |
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