If you can stand it, another . . . .

baseball poem. This poem, by Robert Francis, is about both the art of pitching and the art of writing poetry.


The Pitcher


His art is eccentricity, his aim

How not to hit the mark he seems to aim at,

His passion how to avoid the obvious,

His technique how to vary the avoidance.

The others throw to be comprehended. He

Throws to be a moment misunderstood.

Yet not too much. Not errant, arrant, wild,

But every seeming aberration willed.

Not to, yet still, still to communicate

Making the batter understand too late.


By Robert Francis

The others throw to be comprehended. He

Throws to be a moment misunderstood.

Yet not too much. Not errant, arrant, wild,

But every seeming aberration willed.

Not to, yet still, still to communicate


I don't think he reads the Other Topics forum, but what a perfect description of the writings of one Tommy Angelo.


Wonderful poem, thanks John.

Great poem, a wonderful analogy.