Question to the Baseball Player Who’ll Never Win the World Series
by Ted Dodson
I’ve started to find echoes of
you in me. The pop sharp,
the swelling roar, the parsing silver
of cleat on clay
or clout shadowing
tradition, fly balls, the game above gloves.
What do we want when gripping
THOMAS DODSON was born and raised in Middleburg, Va. He currently attends the MFA program at Brooklyn College where he received the 2009 Himan Brown Award for Creative Writing. He is also the assistant poetry editor of the Brooklyn Review.
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