"The Art of Shooting in the Dark" by Denice Frohman

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October 6, 2022 

The Art of Shooting in the Dark

Denice Frohman
after Pedro Pietri

We were      nocturnal players, 
Bats in ball,      & ever since Don Pedro said 
There are Puerto Ricans      on the moon 
The night is      my cousin      & the clustered stars 
My cousin      & Saturn’s little ring of smoke      my second cousin 
Though not the same ring      as a freshly snapped Medalla bottle      which
My abuelo      also named Pedro      apparently liked too much 
But back to the moon      the first rock      dollop of sugar  
& slinging hoop in the dark      which we learned was a game
      of approximation

Less math      more muscle memory      less Mozart      more Machito 
Like descarga      more riff      more wrist. 
We set our eyes      on not seeing      but feeling a thing through, indeed
From elbow to hip      wherever the orange lip might lead

Copyright © 2022 by Denice Frohman. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on October 6, 2022, by the Academy of American Poets.

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“This poem is part of a series of basketball sonnets I’ve been working on. Growing up a hooper, what began as a recollection of a childhood memory became a meditation on Diasporican identity and embodied knowledge. I wanted to evoke a sense of possibility against a historical backdrop of uncertainty. A few summers ago at a writing residency, I started to think of the sonnet as a basketball court—the last two lines of the Shakespearean sonnet as the final two steps of a layup. The game has taught me so much about the geography of my own body and how to find meaning even in the most fragmented, ambiguous spaces.”
Denice Frohman

Denice Frohman is a queer Nuyorican poet, the daughter of Puerto Rican and Jewish parents. The recipient of fellowships and support from CantoMundo, Millay Arts, the Blue Mountain Center, and the National Association of Latino Arts & Cultures, she is a 2022 Pew Fellow and a 2022 Threshold Fellow at the Headlands Center for the Arts. Originally from New York City, she lives in Philadelphia.

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