Seattle’s Suzuki / Stanley Kunitz

After a season of thinking about how to hit

When you’re older

the ball again—trying many, many things—

you have to dig much harder.

I move my right foot a couple of inches

When you’re young, poems are

away from the plate, swing, and it feels

delivered at your doorstep

like baseball when I was really young,

like the morning paper.

that type of feeling.

Old, you dig, keep digging, then find

Finally,

you are facing

I have nothing more to find.

your youth.