Requiem for a B-ball Tourney

Dear Readers,

I usually post children’s poems, but today I wanted to share a more adult—or maybe young adult–one. Written for Ed Decaria’s Annual March Madness Poetry Jam, I thought it would resonate with those of us on the losing end of last night’s Final Four Game. (I live in North Carolina where love of basketball is required.) 

for anyone who’s ever lost anything…

                      Requiem       

soft things bruise—a fruit, a limb—
but most of all, the flesh within—
the veins, the pulp, the under-skin.
a gathering of blood and bile,
a yellowing of youthful fire.
sweet and sour, tender, blue—
the vast tattoo of losing you.

Happy April, Everyone!

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