I Pound My Leather Hand and Wait
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I pound my leather hand and wait For it to gobble up the ball Skipping towards me like a stone About to break a knee or shin. But I reach down my giant hand, My shovel-shaped, web-fingered hand, And scoop the skipping stone up in The webbing like a ping-pong ball. I sling it to my throwing hand, Then barrel it across the field. I pound again my leather hand, My giant hand, invincible. Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
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