Ross Gay Poems
- For Some Slight I Can'T Quite ... Was with the pudgy hands...
- To My Best Friend's Big Sister One never knows does one how...
- A Poem in which I Try to Expre...
- Opera Singer Today my heart is so goddamned fat with grief ...
- Marionette for Amadou Diallo The few strings snap and ...
- Love, I'm Done with You You ever wake up with your footie PJs...
- Again Because I love you, and beneath the uncountable ...
Ross Gay is an American poet and professor.
Ross Gay was born August 1, 1974 to a Black father and white mother in Youngstown, Ohio, but he grew up in Levittown, Pennsylvania. He received his B.A. from Lafayette College, his MFA in poetry from Sarah Lawrence College, and his Ph.D. in American Literature from Temple University, and is a basketball coach, an occasional demolition man and a ... more »
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For Some Slight I Can'T Quite Recall
Was with the pudgy hands of a thirteen-year-old
that I took the marble of his head
just barely balanced on his reedy neck
and with the brute tutelage
of years fighting the neighbor kids
and too the lightning of my father's
stiff palm I leaned the boy's head
full force into the rattly pane of glass
on the school bus and did so with the eagle of justice
screaming in my ear as he always does
for the irate and stupid I made the window sing
and bend and the skinny boy too
whose eyes grew to lakes lit by mortar fire
bleating with his glasses crooked
I'm not ...