In honor of Opening Day, a baseball poem by Kate Glavin from Hobart, which publishes great baseball poetry, fiction and nonfiction.
Men Try to Teach You Things
you already know.
Never take the first pitch.
Never buy a glove too big.
That’s not how I learn.
We had a knothole
gang—people
who couldn’t pay
for the game
watched us play
through holes
in the fence.
You should’ve seen
them—all tiptoes
til the last
batter swung.
That’s hard work—
always reaching
up to see.
And the funny thing is
it was always them
thanking me.
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