Gratitude for Sport Literate for publishing this one (2016).
Joey Kocur’s Fist
Imagine a piano pounded to the point
where its ivory bones are chipped.
The black keys leaking blood
and exhausted from overuse.
Every note a raw rejoinder
perfected by pain and practice.
Each improvisation a stoic shriek
for the sake of the song.
More thoughts about hockey, and the controversial role of fighting in the sport, here.
