I thought about posting a sports poem for today since it is the opening day of the Summer Olympics, but, I wasn't able to find one that spoke to me. So, I'm going to share a short poem by Martha Collins called "Lines." I'll say it's tangentially related to sports since it does speak about distances between two points--and what is a race if not covering a distance between the start and finish lines?
LinesI'm sure there will be a number of sports/Olympics related poems for Poetry Friday this week, if so, you'll be sure to find them at the Round-Up. It is being held at LifeIsBetterWithBooks.com.
Draw a line. Write a line. There.
Stay in line, hold the line, a glance
between the lines is fine but don't
turn corners, cross, cut in, go over
or out, between two points of no
return's a line of flight, between
two points of view's a line of vision.
But a line of thought is rarely
straight, an open line's no party
line, however fine your point.
A line of fire communicates, but drop
your weapons and drop your line,
consider the shortest distance from x
to y, let x be me, let y be you.
Found in Poetry 180: A Turning Back to Poetry, selected by Billy Collins [811 POE].
Photo courtesy Metropolitan Museum of Art.