By Edward Smallfield

as in box:
soft afternoon reduced to (cold) type. Sox:
white, red, black. A sore
arm. A torn (rotator) cuff. Ignore
the pain. A baseball poet: ‘cocks
for clocks’
hours, a stadium’s long
shadows. Atardecer.
A fan shakes her paragraph of hair.
King Kong
at the bat: we love these boys,
day stars drenched in our deluge of noise.